Lost in Newfoundland


Author: Michael Winsor
Genre: Art
Format: hardcover
Pages: 144
Dimensions: 6.25 x 5.375 x 0.732 in
Weight: .2 kg
Published: June 8, 2020
ISBN: 9781550818215


Lost in Newfoundland is an artistic compendium of Newfoundland’s visual wonders—its seascapes, landscapes, cityscapes, and natural inhabitants. This is a fine-art homage to an island where, as Michael Winsor himself suggests, “Every cove, inlet, tickle, island, bay, peninsula, point, or arm is more beautiful than the next.”


“This little gem of Newfoundland’s seascapes, landscapes, cityscapes, and natural inhabitants is a lovely way to see this beautiful eastern province until visiting in person. All the photographs are so vibrant and absolutely beautiful! I loved flipping through this, seeing and learning about Newfoundland. My children have also enjoyed looking at these photos, and discovering another part of Canada.” – Bookalong

“As an artbook, this volume, Lost in Newfoundland is itself a little work of art. Fronted with a luminously-hued hard cover, the pages inside aren’t numbered, but altogether it makes a nice rectangular heft that fits neatly in the hand. And it doesn’t hurt that that cover image is Michael Winsor’s view of an iceberg in Ferryland, drifting past Newfoundland and Labrador’s vernacular architecture of sheds and boats, which achieved global renown… [Lost in Newfoundland is] an album of full-coloured photos, either a duet of images or single one laid out over a two-page spread, all offset with brief italicized captions. There’s an Atlantic puffin in noble solitude; then a trio of three stand apace, one checking out the camera. Or a yellow spectrum of the Bonavista lighthouse. Or a northern gannet curled into itself, beside clouds over Gros Morne Mountain… Horizons configure the imagery: one third, one half, three fourths, calibrated from the photographer’s point of view. There are adventurous fauna sightings, like a swimming polar bear, a stalking lynx, or an alert bald eagle. Other highlights include the lacey monochrome of Bowring Park, ‘after the first snowfall of December,’ the bridge and trees demarcated with a scrim of white flakes. Lots of beguiling finds in getting lost.” – Joan Sullivan, The Telegram

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