Coloured Memories: Winter2
Winter comes in many colours -
Patterns form with each new layer -
I turn another page.
Icicles hang next to blue shadows,
Growing on the dry vines of winter.
The sun’s rays nurtures swelling fruit.
Winter spreads another layer -
Weary warriors hold their ground.
A few more skirmishes
Before Spring’s fresh recruits
Start to advance.
I really like these!
February 18, 2012 at 9:10 pm
Thanks Roberta. When I started working out these pieces I was going for something completely different. As they came together I ended up with a tonal print sequence. The last image of the snow blower is comes a bit closer to what I was starting with and that is why the old style photo elements are present in that composition.
February 18, 2012 at 11:04 pm
Very nice! I am inspired to venture out a bit more..and not be so concerned about what others will think..I know, I am working on it.. lol!
February 19, 2012 at 12:33 am
I wrote a poem somewhat the opposite of “winter comes in many colors” -
http://thebardonthehill.wordpress.com/2012/01/09/depressions-palette-by-dennis-lange/
February 18, 2012 at 10:16 pm
Thanks for dropping by commenting, and sharing.
February 18, 2012 at 10:55 pm
The icicles in the blue shadows is a beauty.
One of the things I like about getting older is seeing again and again the cycles of life.
February 18, 2012 at 10:45 pm
Thanks Sync. The cycles of life sometimes get me down a bit. My sense of the passage of time can overwhelm me. What really bothers me is when, for example in the education system, we end up re-inventing the wheel ( old “whine” in new bottles).
February 18, 2012 at 11:09 pm
What a gorgeous collection of images and words, you achieved this wonderful balance between them, bouncing of against each other in harmony…like the seasons.
February 19, 2012 at 3:34 am
Thanks for your comments. Glad you enjoyed the connections. As you can tell, I view the Text and images as an integrated whole.
February 19, 2012 at 9:03 pm
I love the textures and tones in these. I really like the third image with the Spring / Summer machinery and tools grouped together sitting patiently waiting for the change in the weather and subsequent call to action. It really draws a lot of gardening memories to mind.
February 19, 2012 at 6:30 am
Thanks for your observations. The images all seemed to work better with the textures and tones. The machine in the last image is actually my neighbour’s snow blower. The poor beast is not doing well with the recent fluctuation in weather. The heavy wet snow and ice chunks give the machine heart burn. In the next day or so will be plus 4 Celsius -, 9 degrees above normal highs. Then we return to snow again.
February 19, 2012 at 9:14 pm
Beautiful tones on each of them. Different and thoughtful.
February 19, 2012 at 8:36 am
Thank you Nandini, glad you enjoyed the post.
February 19, 2012 at 9:15 pm
both the lines and the images hit home–the first in particular (‘winter comes in many colours, patterns form with each new layer, I turn another page’) somehow makes me misty-eyed . . . . I suppose it is now when the ‘pages’ of Winter we’ve turned make us long to finish the book. It’s snowing once again out here at 5:45 a.m.–another new layer on a Season that’s feeling old. And yet, it is so very beautiful as it comes down under the streetlamp.
February 20, 2012 at 8:57 am
Thanks very much for commenting. My father would refer to another page or chapter every time there was a major event in life. In many ways daily events are all turns of the page, subtle changes. You are correct there is a desire to finish a book/chapter and move ahead, and yet, there is a pleasure in lingering over the page. Thanks again for stopping by.
February 20, 2012 at 11:16 pm
No one makes winter look better than you, my friend!
I’m a big fan of warm temperatures, but images like this almost make me want to reconsider that analysis!
February 20, 2012 at 12:33 pm
Thanks very much. Winter is always a mixed blessing of gifts and challenges. Having now lived both in Southern and Northern Ontario and experienced both varieties of winter, I can say that the paradox is that it is easier to adjust to steady cold winters than the mild fluctuating winters. The somewhat harder winters “normally found” in this area can get tedious between mid-February & early March, but you know what to expect and can adapt.
As to the aesthetics of winter, they can be wonderful, as long as you do not have to scrap, shovel, trudge, or mush about. Cold, clear, and crisp make for better access to the natural beauty, even if only a few steps from the front door.
February 20, 2012 at 11:26 pm
nice – the contrast in these is very eye-catching.
February 22, 2012 at 11:50 pm
Thanks Sheila. Considering how different these turned out from where I intended to go, I’m a bit surprised that blend together so well.
February 23, 2012 at 12:29 am
Love the lamppost and grape vines!
February 23, 2012 at 8:02 am
Thanks. The vines are actually ivy on my neighbour’s home. He lets it grow all over the wall.
February 23, 2012 at 10:32 am
Clever: a winter post of a “Winter Post.” Evocative images.
February 26, 2012 at 5:34 pm
Thanks. Nothing like a visual pun to punch up a blog post.
February 26, 2012 at 6:01 pm