Winter
 
     The familiar is the unfamiliar if seen in different light or with an open mind.  While one may not completely accept the Emersonian dictum that travel is a fool's paradise, nonetheless, transcendent beauty remains to be found in one's own surroundings.  Capturing the coolness and warmth of snow and sun, the vibrant or muted colors, provides infinite challenge and opportunity for the artist.  Balancing highlight and shadow becomes a metaphor for our own lives as we balance good and bad, light and dark. 

 

The insistence of snowfall, the enforced quiet and the knowledge of its transience remind us of our limited dominion and control.  Life happens.  Our intentions, both best and worst, abide the realities of the storm.  We circle a dying sun on a piece of rock, held down by a force we cannot see or touch, but know.  We have deadlines.  We are consumed with the persistence of our routines, our work, our commitments.  So many circles, intersecting and diverging.  And yet the snow, helping us see the patterns and connections around us, makes us pause.

 

 

 

 

    







January 2010


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