Originally from Northern England, Alan Norsworthy has been a photographer since the late 1960's.

He moved to Canada in 1973 and has made Guelph Ontario his home for the last 24 years.

" I remember visiting the CN Tower in the early 70's and the guide said that as far as you could see in any direction is the best farmland in Canada. That comment echoes down the years as I watch subdivisions eat up the landscape."

The area around Guelph offers up a plethora of rural images which Alan captures with his artistic vision. His work covers everything from macro photographs of flowers, sweeping landscapes, historic buildings and old abandoned farms in both colour and Black and White.

"This is where I find my inspiration, I have a need to show people the beauty I see as I walk the woods and fields of Southern Ontario"

Sunday, June 24, 2012

Baddeck Light

Baddeck Light
Originally uploaded by Alan Norsworthy

I am slowly working through my Nova Scotia images.
This one in particular has caused quite a stir on a forum I frequent.

Some agree with the choices I have made, some like it, some do not.

I respect all of their opinions because they are all fine photographers

but what it really comes down too, for me and for them is this simple credo ..

I paint objects as I think them, not as I see them. ~Pablo Picasso

Sunday, June 10, 2012

The Pilot

The Pilot
Originally uploaded by Alan Norsworthy

Atlantic Canada, it has to rate as one of my favourite places in the whole world.
Up there with The English Lakes, Scotland and Vancouver Island.

I have traveled here many times over the years on business but only a few as a tourist.
Nothing changes, as soon as I smell the salt air and watch the tide come and go old memories and ways start to surface (pardon the pun).
I am from a small sea town where people made their living from, and a few lost there lives to, the sea.

If you are not one of these people it is hard to explain maybe John Masefield says it best in Sea Fever...

So, to those who make their living, to those who never came back and especially to those who who died trying to save "those in peril on the sea", the men and women of the lifeboat service, I dedicate today blog.

I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,

And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking.

I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide

Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,

To the gull's way and the whale's way, where the wind's like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.

~ John Masefield - Sea Fever ~

Sunday, June 3, 2012

Up to the falls

Up to the falls
Originally uploaded by Alan Norsworthy

A walk in the woods, always does me good.
A walk in the woods with a stream and a waterfall now that is special.

The sounds of running water seems to wash away all other sounds along with worldly cares.
For a few minutes I am at peace.
That's why I always want to sit forever watching and listening and smiling both inward and outward.

Oh for a lodge in some vast wilderness,
Some boundless contiguity of shade,
Where rumour of oppression and deceit,
Of unsuccessful or successful war,
Might never reach me more.
~William Cowper