A hard question for some. Photography today quickly turns into showing pictures on social media and reaping “Likes”, “+1”s or thumbs ups. Once the hype for the picture is over it is mostly gone and forgotten. In many cases it will even be deleted from memory card or phone, never to be seen again. Facebook has the “n years ago…” memory feature, bringing back those pictures after some time, we are surprised we even took that picture, let alone posted it on social media.
Social media has become the collective memory of modern man. Without it, man will forget quickly and move on to the next dose of “Likes” to feed his energy.
Weekends are always too short. At least for those who are not retired. Most of my weekends are short and busy, last weekend was too short and busy. There will always be people that want to flee the cold and warm up somewhere else, waiting for the cold to go away here in the north. Others will embrace the cold and go out.
Embracing that cold only goes to far for me. I am said to be tough, but I also like to think I’m not stupid.
For those who love winter, it usually is spent on daytime activities and warm evenings in front of a fire with something or someone hot. For other people, like photographers, winter nights often spell magic, but outside. When the nights are cold and clear, photo opportunities are multiplied. It’s not just about clear starry nights, it’s what light and temperature can bring into a picture.
Let’s see what a winter evening and night can bring us.
It’s nice to be a photographer in winter, always something to shoot. What I like to shoot apart from wildlife, is human activity. Without activity of people around me, winter would be very sterile. To photograph activities in winter you need active people. So this time I will show some active people.
People who do something or leave a trace of something interesting to shoot. Preferably in the warmth of some place with a fire or some other form of heating.
‘t was a few nights before Christmas on a dark and cold night. A half frozen photographer was cradling his beloved camera out in the cold. He was desperately looking for something to shoot, but the cold had frozen his eyelids. As well as his camera shutter and battery. The lonely man shivered, he hadn’t shot anything for weeks and now the year was coming to an end. Never in his picturesque existence would he have believed that the end of the year could be so dark.
The squeaking snow under his feet suddenly lit up. He had arrived at The Forks in Winnipeg. As if by magic, someone had flicked the switch to light up all the trees and walkways around him. He was saved!
29 days 15 hours
Best of Luck in your new home Anton en Greet Dank je :-)
30 days 11 hours
Best of Luck in your new home Anton en Greet
1 month
Best of luck in your new home! Thank you! :-)
1 month
Best of luck in your new home!
2 months 2 days
I am in love with your images of the cold prairie winters. I lived in the middle south of Manitoba and want to get a licensed ...
3 months 8 days
As always, I enjoy your photo bytes and this one is right up there. After using the flip screen on lay Canon 60D I have ofte ...
4 months 12 days
You mentioned swimming by one of your photos. I see no one swimming. Can we swim at Fort Whyte? They seem to have a dock o ...
4 months 18 days
I am looking to see if there are any pictures of the original house situated at Munson Park
4 months 21 days
---Great blog once again Henk - enjoyed it very much....
4 months 27 days
Thanks for that piece of info. I had a hard time seeing that burn inside... :-)