Autumn in Quebec

We’re preoccupied with the seasons. Under a blanket of snow, winter, with its isolation, loneliness and changeability, is an irresistible metaphor for Quebecers’ angst. Spring? We’re entranced by the thaw and revel in nature’s rebirth. As for summer, that’s all about black flies, mosquitos, FOMO and festivals.

For this photographer, autumn – eagerly anticipated, then gone in the blink of an eye – captures our true personality and outlook. One moment bright and flamboyant, the next brooding and bleak, it’s a good-time Charlie on borrowed time.

© 2021 Daniel Wiener