Bishop and me and Mercy. They're standing on stools, by the way.

 Bishop and me and Mercy. They're standing on stools, by the way.

a little bit about scott...

(Writing about yourself in third person feels just plain weird, so I'm going to break the style here for a moment to tell you a few things about me.)

I live and work from a tiny farm in Muskoka with my lovely wife Miranda, two beautiful and remarkably moody children, a dog and a cat, a small flock of chickens, one miniature horse, and one regular sized horse.

I'm a former journalist turned photographer, and I've got a natural instinct for documenting and storytelling. As a photographer of people, I strive to anticipate and capture those fleeting, extraordinary moments that become our best memories. 

My photographs show life as I see it: endlessly fun and funny, eye-poppingly beautiful, wonderfully sophisticated, and best lived amidst the company of shorelines and rocks and trees.

Muskoka runs deep in my blood. My great-great-grandparents were some of the first cottagers to come to the lakes, and my parents actually met at Windermere House in the 1960s. There's even a rumour that I was conceived in a canoe under the stars on Lake Rosseau. I grew up in Bracebridge, cottaging in Port Carling in the summers, and I've got equal footing in the two "Muskokan" lifestyles - the summer cottage paradise, and the year-round, local experience. I'm equally comfortable in bushman's plaid or a smart Italian suit.

When I'm not taking photos, I'm usually playing outside with my kids, playing outside with my friends, or making epic meals for my kids and friends after we've played outside. Following a decade spent in British Columbia, I've got a pretty serious addiction to mountains and snowboarding, and I spend as much of the winter as I can sliding downhill, preferably in hip-deep powder. I also have a voracious appetite for all kinds of culture, and we could talk for hours about history, shows, books, news, art and music.