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  • birds

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  • rust

NEW: All images in these galleries are now available on light-weight wooden panels. The images are permanently transferred into the plaster coating on panels. They are 1 1/2-in deep and come with hanger - suitable as wall art or simply standing on a shelf. Available in 6-in ($45), 8-in ($65) and 10-in ($90). Contact june@junehunter.ca to order.

All of my work begins with photography. The photographs are taken close to home, mostly in my own garden. Sometimes I stray into the neighbours' yard – sometimes a bit further afield following the local crows, or in search of some spectacular rust.
The garden is fairly small, and far from horticultural perfection, I'm not a diligent weeder or pruner. Worse yet, we have two Labrador retrievers who love nothing better than trampling, digging and generally thwarting any showcase garden aspirations. Even so, I find an endless supply of inspiration in this space. For almost 20 years I've been recording its details and observing how it changes from one season to the next, or even from one moment to the next.
Lately, I've been thinking of the garden as a state of mind as well as a physical location. My mother passed on her love of gardening to me. She inherited her beautiful rose garden from her father. That space is gone now and I garden in another time and on another continent, but I like to think I've inherited something more lasting that a plot of earth. With this in mind, I've created a new series – Tapestry – fusing botanical subjects with traces of my family history – letter fragments, bits of lace, maps.
My love and appreciation for Rust and decay in general must stem from my unconventionallly idyllic childhood in dock-side Newcastle upon Tyne, the heart of England's crumbling industrial North. I had the good luck to grow up in a Victorian building right under the Tyne Bridge. This area is now massively gentrified and our apartment is now a luxury penthouse suite. When I was roaming the area as a child it was a limitless playground of abandoned Victorian graveyards, bits of the Roman Wall, the length and breadth of the quayside, winding alleys and narrow stone staircases. Nothing was clean, nothing was shiny – and it was very, very beautiful.And then there are the Crows. The first one I fell for was the hopping crow that I spotted on a freezing, windswept promontory of Whidbey Island the winter before last. In spite of the bone-chilling gale, s/he was hopping (apparently just for the joy of it) across a big Fort Casey concrete bunker. Since I've been selling my crow images at Granville Island Market I've heard lots of stories about these birds. Opinion is rarely neutral – you either love 'em or hate 'em, mostly depending whether or not you've been dive-bombed or had them roosting outside your bedroom window. On the pro side, the consensus is that they are very, very smart (for birds) and full of character. For me, I think it just boils down to the fact that I like their attitude.

All images are available as archival prints on semi-gloss paper. See the web galleries for sizes and pricing.

Custom prints are available on canvas, metal and plexi-glass and in larger sizes. For further information on these please contact June Hunter directly at june@junehunter.ca or by phone at 604-551-7758.