Every once in a while I get lost in the abstract world. This happens in particular after a long period of street shots and landscapes. I feel it’s somehow inevitable and necessary, to do something else for awhile. After doing a certain amount of landscapes it seems that they start to lose their meaning and become just landscapes after another. I feel like my vision gets blurred and like a rainy windshield it needs a wipe and that wipe is a set of really absurd abstracts.
Last weekend when snow shoeing I came across a huge wall of icicles hanging out from a very tall cliff. It was a delightful view and I spent the afternoon studying the icicles from different angles. Unfortunately there wasn’t any direct sun light because the place was surrounded by tall pines but there was a subtle light reflecting from the snow. I was fascinated by the various ice formations and got lost in the abstract patterns they created.
I still have a few more images on this set and this world of ice I intend to enjoy this week – imagining myself microscopically small exploring the frosty surfaces and unexpected walls and turns. And after this absurd set of abstracts my windshield probably needs a good wipe all over again – and that time maybe I’ll turn to portraits, or who knows maybe it’ll start snowing again.