Winter White Gold Over the Lake. This is one of the prints I sold this weekend. I love this one. I don’t think I will ever tire of it.
I like to capture the moods of winter. Some days in winter look warm, even feel warm, and this was one of them. I had come down to the lake one morning and despite the snow, the mist was rising off the lake and you can see the band of clouds sitting on the water in the distance. The light was silvery, mercurial, soft and glowing and the great lake had an open, expansive feel to it. The curve of snow line, the roughness of the shoreline, the clouds, the shape of the waves and rock work in a confluence to draw you in; the sub bathing you in silvery gold, the distant clouds that sit on the horizon hold promise and provide you with an occasional resting place for your eyes.
I was the only one down there at the time. I like to capture these moments and savour them, and I am alway so pleased to be able to share the moment with other people. Look what the Universe delivers to us, look at the gifts it gives us. Fleeting moments. That is the thing about capturing images – you must be physically present, but you must be mentally present and open to it. Moments of shifting time that waits for no one.
Visions like this temporarily make our struggles small. It reminds us that at least in this present moment (unless we are experiencing pain), we have no problems at all. Our problems will be there later waiting for us should we want.
But for this fleeting moment, we have no problems. We are unburdened.