Is it possible to love two different worlds equally? I have always considered both Western Canada and Western Europe as my homelands. They appear to be so different from each other, but are they really? There are the obvious differences in antiquity, language, customs, transportation, urbanization, and so on. However, when one looks carefully enough, one sees, and even feels, more similarities than differences. Revisiting the world of my childhood I photographed old landscapes and juxtaposed these with my current world. It is the subtle impact of similar ambiance, colour, or form that I tried to capture.