This past winter, as I walked around my downtown Ottawa neighbourhood in the cold, I found myself stopping time and time again to take photos of the manhole covers in the sidewalk. The first time I was struck, so to speak, by this fish with snow and ice on it – frozen fish! How amusing. But then I kept on shooting these images and they started to feel like sidewalk portraits: each a cover with a fish design, but looking a little different because of the light or weather, or with different paint or marks or dirt smudges, perhaps set a little differently in its frame, or with different sidewalk cracks around it. Now it’s May and still the urge to photograph and document these cast iron fish. All good as I long as I remember to look up now and then.