The Color of Winter

Color photograph Style

It was the biggest winter storm in NewYork City this year. After I spend two hours to clear up my driveway and front door, I spend another three hours to walk alone taking pictures in Marine Park. It was fun, but cold, wet, hungry, fear and tired. You know I am not a polar bear, but a sixty some years old grandfather. Luckly I was back home safely with a more than hundred of photos. I will start to paint today to refresh my memory. Hope have something come out from the cold.

After snow, the details of the landscape simplify themselves or disappear altogether. I like the winter solid landscape with the strength of large shape covering by snow and the light blue shadow fall on snow can also be used as a compositional tool to direct the eye of the onlooker. I like to tell the story of the trees or land that lie frozen underneath. Meanwhile, the landscape is reduced to the essential. With the absence of foliage, structure becomes prominent again. Tree trunks and branches reveal an expressive anatomy.

Winter in north has its own melody. It adds dramatic cloud formations to the library of subject material for me to draw upon. It is as if much of the color lifts from the quieted earth to the waiting sky. Meanwhile, the landscape is reduced to the essential. With the absence of foliage, structure becomes prominent again. Tree trunks and branches reveal an expressive anatomy.
It was the first snow in New York. Falling snow lightly touched the earth as like soft hands touch baby's face. Everything was fresh and airy. I kept the emotion and feeling in my mind when I painted. The beauty of each season is undisputable. It is the potential of the transitional landscape. between season, that is often overlooked. It is here that the grist for quite, harmonious paintings waits in abundance for the artist who has unique sensibilities and an eye for the lyrical in nature.

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