As I write this the last snow bank has
dissolved in to the
ground and as far as I'm concerned Spring is here. I can hear birds
singing and I'm even able to see flowers when I look out the window.
I've already put on my waders and begun getting photos of migrating
waterfowl from my favorite beaver pond. And most of all I totally don't
believe the weather forecast for tomorrow...
I'm just a little behind with the Field Notes, I've got this glimpse of
winter to show and then one more very different look at winter. After
that we can start celebrating the rebirth of spring.
I made the following images recently outside of Colorado Springs, CO
north of Pikes Peak. In the fall I wrote about how important I thought
that contrast was when working with colors. Graphically the whites of
winter are a lot like the red leaves of fall. Both colors are beautiful
and can really transform a scene, but I think it's not until you have
other colors to contrast them with that you can fully appreciate them.
Here I contrasted the white of the snow with the red rock and even the
color in the lichen on the rocks.
These were places that I was drawn to while
on a short hike in the mountains. I liked the contour of the land, the
interplay between foreground and background elements and the range of
color. When you look at a large print of these scenes it is interesting
how many different colors your eyes dance across. In a way though there
is nothing special about these scenes, it really is a case of
stopping and seeing, that beauty is everywhere if you only take the
time to look for it.
This last area reminded me very much of the
scenes in Bev Dolittle's art. Even now I look to see where the pinto
might be hiding in the image...
Charles St. Charles III