TITLE: My Frozen Peony

One of my best memories of the time when i was young, is to run around all the peonys plants in my grandmother backyard. This frozen peony remind me of this time of pure joy and innocence...

AUTHOR: Michel Tremblay (Canada)

I come from the world of writing; words were my first passion. Not stories, essays or poetry but the words themselves. The words with the particular power and magic they carry when placed in a context where their multiple meanings can coexist at the same time.

Then one day I realized that I had spent enough time writing and wanted to discover other things. Photography came into my life. I understood through photography that there was a larger kind of writing, out there, in my own garden, and that I could marvel as much at a fallen leaf on the ground or a piece of wood as I did at words. Again, everything was a question of context and presentation.