Winter in Moncton

Winter has a funny way of testing your commitment as a photographer. The cold bites, batteries drain faster than your motivation, fingers go numb, and suddenly every “quick shoot” feels like an endurance sport. But here’s the thing I relearn every single winter: it’s so worth it. I spend a lot of time in the winter months taking portraits around the city, and while it can be challenging, there’s a kind of magic that only shows up when the temperature drops. The light is softer. The streets feel quieter. Breath hangs in the air like a visual punctuation mark. Winter strips things back, and what’s left is honest and cinematic. This past week especially reminded me why I keep heading out even when my instincts say to stay inside. I’ve been out around the city over the last few days, and yesterday in particular, and I came home with some images I’m genuinely excited to share. The kind that make you forget how cold your hands were, or how many layers you had on, or how long it took to feel your toes again. Winter portraits have their own personality. People show up differently when it’s cold. Movements are slower, expressions feel more intentional, and there’s a quiet resilience that comes through in photos. Heavy coats, scarves, and winter light add texture and mood that you just don’t get in warmer months. The city itself becomes part of the portrait — muted colors, frosted edges, steam rising from grates, snow packed into corners that haven’t seen sunlight in days. And then there’s the time-lapse. I captured one time-lapse video from the downtown riverfront trail, and honestly… it was cold. The kind of cold where you question every life choice that led you there. Standing still for a time-lapse in winter is a whole different beast, just you, the camera, and the wind reminding you who’s in charge Clouds sliding across the sky, dramatic shifts in light reflecting off the Irish monuments — those moments add up in a way you don’t always notice in real time. Time-lapse has a way of showing how alive a place really is, even when it feels quiet and cold. Winter photography asks more of you. It asks for patience, preparation, and a willingness to be uncomfortable for a while. But it gives back atmosphere, mood, and images that feel grounded and real. Some of my favorite work has come from days when I almost didn’t go out because the weather felt like too much effort. So here’s a small reminder to myself (and maybe to you too): bundle up, charge the extra batteries, and go anyway. Winter has stories to tell — you just have to be willing to stand in the cold long enough to hear them. I’ll be sharing some of the images from this past week, along with that frozen-but-worth-it riverfront time-lapse. Hope they give you a glimpse into why I keep showing up with a camera, even when winter tries its best to scare me off. ❄️📸