Earl, indeed it didn’t last long – only three hours later the snowfall turned into rain and within a short period of time the new snow was gone, leaving only muddy grey and brownish-green where the image showed a beautiful white.
I love these photos from Germany (and other areas of Europe). I lived in Bad Kreuznach for three years (plus a few extra months) and have Zero photos to show for it (long story – bottom line, they’re gone) so anytime I see these types of images it’s like seeing an old friend.
John, I’ve often made the observation that an image that spontaneously speaks to me contains such a combination of monochromatism and a subdued primary color. I think that many of the landscapist’s images work along such a mechanism, too
These colors certainly have some archaic connotation, Juha. Sometimes I forget about this aspect of images and make brain-heavy detours trying to explain to myself why they work as they do.
It must be very recently fallen snow…no children’s footprints. I’d be surprised if it lasted long in this condition. 🙂
Earl, indeed it didn’t last long – only three hours later the snowfall turned into rain and within a short period of time the new snow was gone, leaving only muddy grey and brownish-green where the image showed a beautiful white.
I love these photos from Germany (and other areas of Europe). I lived in Bad Kreuznach for three years (plus a few extra months) and have Zero photos to show for it (long story – bottom line, they’re gone) so anytime I see these types of images it’s like seeing an old friend.
Thanks!
John, good to read that this image invokes such positive memories.
Interesting how the dark red pops out of this near monochromatic image. I like it.
John, I’ve often made the observation that an image that spontaneously speaks to me contains such a combination of monochromatism and a subdued primary color. I think that many of the landscapist’s images work along such a mechanism, too
The colors! (“… skin white as snow, lips red as blood, and hair black as ebony…”)
These colors certainly have some archaic connotation, Juha. Sometimes I forget about this aspect of images and make brain-heavy detours trying to explain to myself why they work as they do.