I like a good joke as much as the next person and I have to admit that for a while I thought it was pretty funny when you added snowflakes to yesterday’s rainstorm. It stopped being funny about three inches ago. ENOUGH ALREADY!
Well here it is, the new year already. I have been blogging for a year now… it has been an interesting experience for me – one that I plan to continue. I want to thank those of you that stop by regularly for a look (google tells me that more than half of my visits are “repeat” visitors), I hope I remain an interesting stop on the internet for you in 2010. I want to give a special thanks for those of you who took the time to leave a comment – you could have anonymously clicked on by, but instead you stopped and took a few moments to let me know what you liked and how my pictures make you feel – thank you so much!
Today’s weather is best described by the song of this post’s title: “The weather outside was frightful…” Howling winds, sideways snow, 15 below zero… yup, we’re in Canada. Perfect photography weather! I dressed in so many layers that I couldn’t get my arms down to my sides and then went out to see what I could find. Of all the shots I took today, the very first one was my favourite:
A friend pointed out one day how my photos seemed to cycle from dark and dreary to bright and cheery in sync with my moods. I hadn’t really thought about it too much until then, but I suppose it makes sense that my emotions and feelings would find their way into my art. I looked back over several months worth of photos and there really does seem to be a correlation with mood. For instance, I had been having a good time when I took the shot of the kayaks on the Toronto waterfront. The splash of bright colour was the focus of my photo.
And on this day, I had been prowling around some abandoned houses in the countryside. It had been a good day with many promising photos taken. Hence a photo with a bit of whimsy seemed appropriate. The title occurred to me before I took the shot.
On the flip side, I was out snowshoeing in the woods last week. It was cold and a strong wind had been blowing all day. It had snowed almost every day for the past two weeks. When the sun DID come out, it felt distant and weak. When I saw the snow blowing across the stubble of a cornfield when driving home, I had to stop and capture it. It had to be B&W. It had to be dark. Do you think I’ve had enough winter already???
Is it just me? I suspect not. Do you see your emotions of the moment in your work too?
I was getting a litle crazy this week. Snow… then cold… then more snow… and back to cold. I decided to make the best of it by taking a hike in the local countryside to see what beauty I could find. On a hike to Cataract Falls (near the Forks of the Credit here in Ontario) I came across an old silo and barn foundation. Couldn’t see much of the foundation because of the deep snow, but the silo stood tall.
A couple of days later (on a recommendation from a friend) I visited the Badlands near Inglewood. I have photographed these many times in the spring, summer and fall… but it had never occurred to me to take a look at them in the winter. A heavy layer of snow transformed the rough and rugged Badlands into a sea of sinuous curves. It was early morning when I was there, so the low angle of the sun provided wonderful shadows to complement the snowy curves. A very quick hour later, I was 100 photographs richer. Here is a small sampling: