





Photographs of some of the last river ice, and remnants of this past winter. The river is wide open and the remaining ice is diminishing quickly in the rain, wind and warmer temperatures.
© Karen McRae, 2016
Ice formations made by wind, water and cold on the shores of the Ottawa River (2012). Many of these images were posted previously (in colour) here.
To mark World Water Day, a few images showing how #WaterisArt.
(Click on an image to see the full photograph)
© Karen McRae, 2016


I love the fluidity of these liminal spaces between winter and spring. The ice folding back from the shoreline exposing inky cold water, translucence and grit. There is much beauty in the rituals of the seasons.
© Karen McRae, 2016


Pretty winged things.

© Karen McRae, 2016








This view.
February holds a little bit of everything, even in its infancy. Snow (not enough), rain, freezing rain, warm temperatures, freezing cold temperatures. It is a month that throws itself to the wind and just goes with it.
All this ‘weathering’ has created a lovely kaleidoscope of shapes on this expansive part of river, the colours shifting with the light and clouds as they streak across the sky.
© Karen McRae, 2016
[A landscape ‘sketched’ using camera movement, over-layered with beating wings ~ Following intuition…]
© Karen McRae, 2016

They have only just begun, really. It was a few days ago that the snow finally decided to swing by and tuck in the plants and trees with a thick white blanket. I confess that I love it. What is more peaceful than a shrouded winter night? The snowflakes, relinquished from clouds, slipping by in whispers. Fresh snow for a fresh year.
Best wishes for this shiny new year
[Images made by using a pop of flash at the beginning of a long exposure and then a little camera movement during the exposure.]
© Karen McRae, 2016

This is a reworking of an image from a couple of years ago. The graceful form of the bird struck me when I first came across it; the water was shifting the goose back and forth in a slow rhythmic motion and the submerged down looked so soft and painterly. I have layered the bird photograph with an image of cloud reflections on water and I think I like the inky blue that spills over to the delicate palisade of golden threaded flora. Now I am thinking about how I might translate this into a painting…