Winter light, the storm story
February 9, 2013, Saturday, home in Cambridge
Snow has mounded on all my windows, patterning itself in new ways on each portal. Yesterday I made a very short movie out a window and then shifted to a time-lapse series using my new Nikon with its intervalometer option. First, at the bedroom window looking out on the parking lot. Too prosaic. How about the back kitchen window with its view to the park and many trees? So I set up there, let the camera run from about late morning yesterday until sometime during the night when it ran out of camera memory. Once I’d noticed it was no longer clicking I inserted a new card and fresh battery and restarted the camera. I’m not sure when the gap occurs, I will find a way to live with it, maybe even exploit it.
I pushed myself out the door this morning before sunrise (official sunrise around 7, barely noticeable thru the thick clouds) to roam and ramble and make a few photos—snow plows, some of them stuck, shovelers, ambulance, blowing snow, buried cars, streets with snow mounds, my house splattered in so many different ways by snow, from outside the windows, the community garden, the park out back (couldn’t easily reach my back yard because of the drifts), trees, etc. I’d alerted my contemplative photography group that this morning’s workshop will probably be cancelled but the snow could challenge us to make snow-based contemplative photos. I also wrote my photojournalism group to suggest that they also make use of the snow for photography.