In search of winter … still.
In search of winter to photograph, I have traveled much of eastern New York State in recent days. My Silverado has plied the backroads of both the Adirondack’s High Peaks Region and the byways of the Catskills mostly without reward. The last couple days, before last night’s snow, I struggled to compose anything that spoke of winter.
Then this afternoon, with a morning in the office and the driveway freshly snowblown, I tried again, all the while thinking, knowing I should have left the office work undone and the driveway for later in the day. I don’t know what the best term is for a creative dry spell, but I feel like I’m in the middle of a creative desert.
I don’t like it when I find myself resorting to “gimmickry” to bring home anything. Yesterday, my gimmick of choice employed as much as seven stops of neutral density and limiting my frame to narrow extracts of the landscape at local creeks.
Today, I plied he country roads of Central New York for most of the afternoon before I took out my camera for a last minute clutch shot (one of only three snaps all afternoon) before totally losing my light. Click on any image for a slideshow.