Inger and the Taj Mahal


On the surface, this is just some photo of some woman holding a large photo. But it’s the story below that surface which tells the real tale.

Who Is She:

When I moved to the farm some years ago (2015), I did so in part to simplify life and become a part of something organic.   2020 saw me continue with that goal by joining the Pontiac Farmers’ Market.  And that is where Inger and I became colleagues and friends. She is holding her new art.

The Location:

In part thanks to COVID, the Pontiac Farmers’ Market finds itself at Ron’s farm rather than in the town of Shawville. At his farm there are flowers, barns, animals, smells and ambiance, and they all contribute to making the market feel very much like … a place you want to be.

The Frame:

Some years ago (2016), I put a call out asking for wood that was available for upcycling / recycling. Glen (the taller Glen) stepped up and I found myself with all kinds of wood that would otherwise have been trashed. The wood in this image is from a shipping crate from India.

The Image:

Some years ago (2012), Hal invited me to work on a book about Winston Churchill.  Once that book was complete, he moved on to another corollary story about a friend of Sir Winston’s and once again invited me to participate.  This took us to India (2016) in search of stories from another time. While there, a side trip to see the Taj Mahal was in order. I wanted to see — and photograph — the mausoleum from an angle that would be different. And so with some research, we made our way to the river bank West and opposite at sunrise. It was an adventure within an adventure and the image stands — for me — as one that achieved my goals.

The Art:

Some time ago (2017) Cheryl and I put our creative energies together and created an exhibit called “A Dance With Entropy”.  It showed at the Stone Gallery in Portage-du-fort thanks to artPontiac and this piece of art was in the exhibit — a photographic print of iconic India epoxied onto a recycled shipping crate from … India.

And so … this isn’t just some woman holding a photograph.  It is much, much more and involves the fabric of many threads.