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The Digital Salvage image collection is a visual anthology of random moments—captured in the raw, unexpected intersections of the world. Here, you’ll find not just landscapes and objects, but fleeting instances of time, chance encounters, and strange details that spark new ideas and possibilities. Each photo or image holds the energy of the unknown, the chaotic beauty of life unfolding in unpredictable ways. These moments are as much about the spaces between as the subjects themselves—suggesting that inspiration can be found in the most unanticipated places. From the isolated wilderness to the buzzing hum of technology, from moments of stillness to flashes of digital brilliance, this collection reflects the spontaneity and creativity that flow from both the natural and the artificial world.

The dome of the St. Boniface Archdiocese rises with quiet dignity over Winnipeg’s historic French quarter, a structure as solemn as it is beautiful. Caught in the crisp contrast of winter sun and shadow, the building’s architectural grace tells a story of leadership and legacy. The Romanesque lines and tall, narrow windows evoke the traditions of the Church, while its presence reminds visitors of the enduring role St. Boniface has played in shaping Métis, Francophone, and Catholic identities.

Echoes Beneath the Dome

The stark silhouette of the Archdiocese of St. Boniface church dome rises defiantly against a brooding prairie sky, its neoclassical lines softened by decades of memory.

Tony Eetak April 23, 2025

Echo lines hum between silences; dew holds the static of a thousand unspoken mornings.

Nature as an Architect

In the fragile lattice of morning light, the spider’s work stands as a monument to patience and design.

Jamie Bell April 23, 2025

Suspension theory: dreams cling to the tension between the known and the not-yet-touched.

Dew Code

This spiderweb, soaked in dew and backlit by daybreak, could be mistaken for code—strings of logic floating midair.

Jamie Bell April 23, 2025

Fog doesn’t erase, it distills. What remains in the hush is not absence, but a pause between stories. Trees lean like breathless witnesses, caught in the act of remembering. This isn’t mystery—it’s a threshold. You aren’t lost here; you’re being rewritten.

Early Morning Fog

The forest holds its breath. Morning fog clings to the undergrowth like a held memory, softening the sharpness of the branches.

Tony Eetak April 22, 2025

It stands where steel forgets it’s steel—among colour bleeding from walls, among echoes not meant for birds. A pause with feathers. A poem without lines. Graffitied stillness, urban myth. Something sacred hums low under the bridge, and the goose listens.

Canada Goose

The goose under the coloured bridge Beneath the bridge, in a pocket of stillness layered with shadows and spray paint, a single Canada goose stands

Tony Eetak April 18, 2025

$Provencher Bridge floats between breath and concrete, a tethered gesture over water’s slow murmur. Light fractures across its spine like memory refracted—half civic promise, half spectral hush. It does not span space, but thought—an architecture of pause, where crossings blur into echoes and the river forgets which way is forward.$