For poet and photographer Marty Gervais telling Amherstburg's story begins with a camera and walking the streets, alert to the way morning light softens red brick, how shadows lengthen across Murrray Street, how the broad silver-blue Detroit River flows under an open sky. In that first frame - often the truest- the ordinary shifts. Storefronts, church spires, passing faces and weathered facades become story, gesture and art. Over the course of a year, Gervais returned again and again to Amherstburg, drawn by its layered history and the quiet pulse of daily life. He lingered in cafes, paused beneath church steeples, watched freighters drift past like moving city blocks. What emerges is both portrait and meditation - a town revealed in light, memory and belonging.
