To all of you amazing readers a simple hello!

I was born in Haiti and although I love living in Canada, I have been here for too long now. All of my friends have returned to what they call “home”. I am still confused about where my home is. As a reader you must be asking yourselves the question; why have my friends gone back to Haiti? I know it’s hard for you to understand since the Haiti you know is that of the media, the one that portrays a world of poverty and despair to say the least! Even in 2009, Haitians are still risking their lives and trying to escape from this Island. In Haiti, unfortunately there are those who need to escape, we refer to them as “The Others” like in the series LOST and then, there are those who have no need to escape because the quality of their lives is better then you could ever imagine! This is the reality; I did not create the Social Hierarchy, I was simply raised in it.

“Retournons a nos moutons”. Two years ago I had an epiphany and felt that the Mother Land was calling out to me. I decided to put on my big boy pants and return to my roots as a Vacationer or Tourist, not as a Native who had missed his home! Things had drastically changed since I left, the shock of it played on my mind and I will admit on my heart, the one I had kept buried for so long. However, being in the presence of one’s Maman, friends and family was simply PRICELESS! For the first time, I was paying attention to the fact that I was born under some very good stars for so many are in need in this place we call “Haiti”.

In the year 2007, I became interested in Photography through a friend with an amazing talent for it. I was impressed with what he did and I couldn’t help but to notice the Art in the creations! He truly had an eye for this and it peeked my interest. People are different when you look at them through their talent. I wanted to learn more and he was willing to share that passion with me. In small steps, I progressed rapidly and was so excited to see what I myself could create. Other’s quickly recognized in me the hidden talent that I had a natural instinct for. I have to take a time out to thank those good friends around me who encouraged this talent and believed in me. I kept them on the edge wanting more. I am now on a mission to take Art and its Technology to a new level by way of multiple tries and various approaches. According to my mood and the photograph, the creation for me personally is to capture life by working certain pictures in post treatment; there imagination becomes the only border.

I had a feeling deep inside that I needed to challenge myself to capture something amazing. This would be a project that required some deep soul searching in order to find the right subject to share, like sharing a piece of me. See when I came to Canada I found my way via the Tuning and Racing Industry, I was young and alive and needed to keep my very big balls in shape to keep up with the whole shenanigans of “my car is faster than your car”. It was a way of life but today I have come a long way from burning rubber on pavement to falling in love with my new found Art Form. It wasn’t easy, I won’t lie, and I still struggle with the pressure of perfection to produce something great each time. Understand, I feel that it’s a part of my soul that I am sharing with the world and therefore want it to be seen through my eyes. I have been truly blessed to have found this form of expression and creative outlet to show the world a piece of Jun.

Project 566 is basically five hundred and sixty six pictures taken in Haiti within six hours over a two day period, not counting the post treatment and web design. I will present my project in the form of a book which I will name “ D’ou je viens, la misere n’existe pas!” This will not be about showing you the ugliness of my Country but rather the beauty in the misery and the hope in the eyes of those who live it. It’s about reality, the same reality that moved me, I want to cry but will not allow myself that pain for I found smiles and hope in those faces and on this incredible journey have counted my blessings. Who are we to judge what is in the heart of an individual in any condition on this Earth. Allow me to share the experience of my Country through the smiles of those who cherish it, not through eyes of a foreigner watching the six o’clock news. Look deeper than the image and see the beauty of the moment; this is my gift to you.

To Evens Hill and Eric Constantineau who opened the skylines of photography and to those who let me grow through their knowledge and passion, I say thank you!