Marc GoldringComment

Meager

Marc GoldringComment
Meager

If I had known that morning that winter was only making a quick visit, I would have been more diligent. Instead, I caught a few images pre-sunrise on my iPhone, assuming that I would grab my “real” camera and get some more later. But by the time I was ready, the snow was gone. I know we’ll get more (in fact we did yesterday) but the first time is especially magic.

Just a bit of snow can shift a landscape. Would I have noticed the shape of these trees were they not highlighted with white? I’m not sure. There’s a monochromatic feeling in this image, as though it were printed using some early darkroom technique. But, no, it’s just the light - or the lack thereof.

In the pre-dawn hour, there’s mystery surrounding objects and an opportunity for ambiguity: that’s the allure for me. Shapes become clear only with some effort of the eyes. There’s the possibility of seeing things that escaped us in daylight and even imagining things that aren’t there. Anything that helps me to look more closely, indeed forces me, is an aid in my seeing deeply, which for me is the name of the game!