Another year, another festival.
Over the years, the Winnipeg Folk Festival has become a point of confluence for the people in my circles. Despite life having taken us in so many directions – detours rooting from children, careers, and the plethora of other catalysts for change – we always come back together for this one weekend every year. We return not just the location, but a safe place for expression, creativity, and being. With all that’s going on in the world, cultivating spaces like this is more important than ever.
Sitting with some friends the other day, we were trying to count the festival years that we have behind us. A blur in the memory, I was able to number five years working as a photographer but I couldn’t put a firm number to the years beyond that. This is interesting to me.
The fluidity of memory is a beautiful thing, but so are the moments immortalized in photographs. Subject, composition, focus, light, and gesture…ultimately, all the elements chosen to be in the final still frame embody a feeling. It makes me glad to have an ongoing body of work with these festival photographs I create that bring a stillness to the otherwise ephemeral; firm points of reflection for both myself and all those I share them with. These thoughts stem from the latest episode I released for the Contemplative Creative podcast, which happens to turn the gaze upon the topic of cultivating perspective. So much of our growth is dependent upon the process of reflection.
All that said, here are some moments from the five days spent in this year’s popup village of friendly creativity.