Winter hours and break time
Let me close by sharing a photo of a PiezoDN platinum print I am thinking of editioning over this break. I have it pinned to our magnetic wall where I have been staring at it off and on for several days.Four years ago Cathy Cone and I flew to Iceland to photograph that magical place in the heart of its winter. One day at Vik, the gale was so strong that it would not allow the waves to break to the beach. As soon as each wave crashed it blew back towards from where it came.The wind was like an invisible force field at the shore line. The snow was blowing crazy, but away from us out to sea.
Skjóta gola, 2013. Leica 35mm ƒ2 Summicron-M adapted to Sony A7R. PiezoDN 'linear' negative on Pictorio Ultra Premium OHP film, contact printed on Revere Platinum paper with 3K metal halide. 80% Palladium / 20% Platinum developed in cold potassium oxalate developer. 12'x8' image on 15'x11' paper. I am anticipating producing an edition of 15 or 20 over my winter break next week.
We witnessed Icelandic waterfalls blowing up into the heavens rather than falling to earth. Wind in Iceland combined with ice, snow or sleet is not something I can adequately describe. I don't think that even Smilla could in her sense of snow. Snow that blows horizontally at more than 70mph never to touch the ground of Iceland. What is the name for such snow?
Eventually my carbon tripod's collar broke, and the metal frame surrounding my Sony cracked from water thawing and getting up under it and then re-freezing too quickly. The wind would even bend and crease the 'un-insured' door on the insured rental jeep when it was parked obviously in the wrong direction to the wind allowing the door to scream open at the exact instant the door handle was cracked. That we could bend the door back and close it again was a sure sign from the Gods that our journey into the wind was blessed. That the rental people wouldn't insure the car door was fine print on the rental agreement. Fate would not have us the foolish tourists we saw driving in Iceland with their car door open or missing.
This snow blowing horizontally stung the eyes, hurt the cheeks, cracked the lips, lifted feet off the ground, and made the most horrible roar with fists pounding on your back and punching your front if you turned into it. But, I could hug my camera to me - protecting its front element - and somehow managed to brace myself by leaning back into the wind. At that moment, the wind so steady but so strong was the tripod on which my frame rested. These were perfect moments in a magical setting.
I hope that these holidays and the upcoming new year will bring you happiness and personal growth.
Thanks and best regards,