Photo taken by contributor Mike Abraham, a man in his early fifties from central Ontario who first loved photography as a teen. He put down his camera when “life got in the way” and by the age of 25, was alcoholic and suffered from depression. Anxiety disorder entered in to the equation in his late thirties and it would be another ten years and a failed marriage before he found his salvation through spirituality, animals, and rediscovering his first love – photography. Mike likes to capture images that celebrate light and spirit. He sees beauty in unexpected places, such as abandoned houses and barns. He likes to capture the story they tell of life, loss, and aging through their haunting transformations.
About this photo: “The lonely footsteps across a frozen lake in northern Ontario remind me of desolation and trying to find my way. They eventually branch apart to destinations unknown. Which path I should take is unclear but I must find where I belong because staying in one spot in the desolation is something that occupied too much of my life.”