Winter in Sweden is a cruel joke on this guy from Los Angeles. I can’t bear it at times. Then again it has its moments where it leaps out as being extraordinary and something to be a part of. I warm to winter when it presents me with these various moods. This is but a small selection of surfaces, in monochrome, that hint at its treasures.
Why just three?
I suppose I don’t really know. There is more to be said of winter. I’ve a backlog of images I haven’t gotten to, and just today took numerous shots out on the snow covered lake while ice skating. Some of them are ready to publish. There were a couple of landscape shots I was satisfied with. Yet they didn’t fit! I don’t want to throw everything up on the blog and hope it works. These three compliment one another. Different tones, different ranges of grey, but partners somehow. I want you to see them. Just these three, and just in this order.