What RemainsPosted: March 9, 2013
Earlier this week, a dear friend of ours, Ron Silvers, died. A few days later I was out walking down Pottery Road, along the edge of Todmorden Mills in Toronto. There I came upon a tumble of dried plants at the side of the hill which I confess I cannot identify. (I have much to learn.) The plants reminded me of Ron with their, and his, humble beauty—and of the province of Saskatchewan where he lived during the last years of his life. At that moment by the road, I felt Ron’s presence strongly.
Ron, among the other hats that he wore, both literal and figurative, was a fine art photographer. His photos of Tibet, the Antarctic, the Yukon and the first sun of the millennium from Ellesmere Island are deeply felt, haunting images. You can see them at www.photographicexplorations.ca.
This is for Ron, who remains in our hearts and thoughts, in the grass and wind and in whatever of nature speaks to us.