Self portraits with light and shadow, held together with fragments of landscape.
© Karen McRae, 2015
I can’t resist the call of the river, even at (especially at?) -25c. The way the cold transforms the landscape is always captivating and I especially love visiting the places where the water runs fast and manages to defy the freezing temperatures. It can be difficult to truly capture the majesty of the winter wonderland but perhaps that is part of what keeps me coming back.
Karen McRae, 2015
[A drive-by/flyby image, layered in post processing ~ sort of in the same vein as this]
© Karen McRae, 2014
[Just before the sun slipped its hands over the horizon it reached out for the undergrowth and the tiny transparent seed pods (wild mustard, maybe?) caught my eye as they were momentarily lit up like mini lightsabers. At first I dismissed these images but when I came back to them they seemed to have a real sense of the intimacy and magic of the woods in late day.]
© Karen McRae, 2014
It seems the river has been pitching itself against the shoreline in the cold and wind, frosting whatever it could manage to touch before its own edges are too frozen to move. Unfortunately, by the time I managed to get out the light was very dull, but at the moment there is new snow falling, and by morning the landscape will be transformed again. These fringes of the seasons can be so fleeting.
© Karen McRae, 2014