No filters … just smoke and herring. Yes, the pictures have a certain creepiness to them, I agree, but it also goes to show the power of a monochromatic picture to evoke atmosphere. Not easy to take a photo in such a low light area without a tripod, I must say, but the effects were startling with the haziness of the wood smoke in the air and the glow of the fires warming the air. If you ever wondered what it was like to walk into a campfire, this would be the thing to try because Jess and I both smelled like smoke for days afterward.
The Fumoir d’Antan is a traditional smokehouse from a bygone era when the Magdalen Islands used to be covered in smoke houses … but it now stands alone on the Islands. The Arseneau family who resurrected the tradition with this house has been smoking herring fillets (“bloaters” and “kippers” by other names) for three generations, as well as many other ingredients including scallops (oh my god), cheese (drooling), and the barley malts used in the local beer (more drool). You can learn more about the Fumoir (smokehouse) on their website. Well worth a visit or tracking their products down … trust me.
And, no, apart from the exaggerated multiplying of fish here, the only spiritual part of this experience was the taste of the herring. Yum.
And a version of the above that gets a bit more ‘arty’ with a slower shutter-speed, a bit more light and glow, and definitely more blur ….
All text and images © Dale Schierbeck
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