It’s no secret that I’m in love with macro photography: there’s nothing I love more than trying to transform the quiet details of quotidian landscapes into strange, alien worlds. In warmer months, I attempt to document the secret histories of plants and trees, and my lens turns towards the snow itself in the winter.
Photographing snow and ice up close creates miniature landscapes like no other–great icy mountains and chasms no bigger than a pencil, endless Arctic landscapes glowing blue that run the width of a backyard…
It’s been a while since I visited Quabbin Reservoir, one of my favorite outdoor spots in Western Massachusetts: in fact, during my last trip, I sat on this very bench and watched the sun begin to drop over the leafy green horizon. Now all is blanketed in snow–bench included!
Someday I’d like to really capture the process of snow melting: cataloguing the grey little seas created as the ice falls apart, slowly, under the sun’s rays. Here’s hoping that the weather will cooperate and give me such an opportunity in the near future!