Another look at the diminutive winter garden composing itself on a window. Growing then withering. Vapourizing and reforming.











*Click on images to view sharper details of the window frost.
© Karen McRae, 2013
These are the delicate details of frost growth on a window. It has since warmed up here significantly and these icy apparitions have now vapourized but when I look at these images I find they are suggestive of elaborate gardens and graceful trees, Chinese landscape paintings and dragons.







© Karen McRae, 2013

The water is restless in this part of the river. It pushes on all winter.
The ice tries to stretch over the surface like a cold blanket, but it cannot. The water persuades it to break apart, to keep moving.
The ice talks to the river with deep groans and quiet thuds. It rocks gently, waiting. An indolent heartbeat.
The river finds a crack, heaves a deep breath, and replies.
© Karen McRae, 2013





There has been quite a lot of painting happening here the last couple of months. Brushstrokes and thin layers, glazing and blending.
Trying to find the essence of a seascape in a slow build.
The subdued colours of a day with a low sky.
A sky that settles like a whisper in your cupped hands.
A world painted by fog.
This is not the sea but there is a sense of it here in this river. An essence. There was a sea here once. It has left pieces of itself behind.
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© Karen McRae, 2013
There is nothing minimalist about this landscape. In a way it is almost overwhelming in its tangled complexity and beauty. I find it a difficult landscape to photograph on a clear day in bright sun. I was skiing here the day before in diffused ethereal light, but regrettably, I did not take my camera. I am here often in the winter, though…


The trees laden with “snow blossoms”.







Gatineau Park, Quebec. Ski heaven.
© Karen McRae, 2013