Working on ghostly footage these past few weeks, with apparitions galore for several videos in progress.

Conception Bay, Newfoundland, my muse. Also, my family appears in this new work, including (below) my father.

Editing a new video shot in and around Dufftown, Scotland.

Some images from the last of the fog fakery this week, and my last hikes (for now) through the woods surrounding Dufftown. Four more sleeps till Brooklyn…

Starting new work, which I’ve been wanting to shoot for ages. Just worked out the details, locations, and the weather is finally (on April 4th) warm enough to linger outside without full Arctic gear. Here are some stills from the footage of two days filming.

The Fog…

I went iceberg chasing down the Southern Shore to Ferryland, Newfoundland, this afternoon. It was a spiritual pilgrimage of sorts, I’ve been dreaming about the icebergs since my father moved back to Newfoundland years ago and sent a postcard of a pinnacled specimen locked in St John’s harbour. Hard not to stay all day and pay respects after waiting so long to see one. Ferryland’s mammoth chunk of ice was magnificent, blue in the grey sea, broken off from Greenland, a long way from home.

Minutes after I shot these photos the fog rolled in, blotting out the iceberg and the ocean and the road. A family of tourists drove up, clearly disappointed, cameras whirring in and out of focus, everything a grey-white blur. “That’s a sin” said one, staring into the abyss.

Apparently there are a lot of sunny days in Tempe, Arizona. As a lover of all things foggy, I am delighted to discover one can buy (presumably authentic) American Fog by the gallon~

Order yours here! Also available are Eco Fog Juice and Snow Juice for clean and endless fun.