Winter in the Panhandle.
The snow is melted. It melted yesterday. Which is the way I like it; the pretty snowfall, the fields of white, then it melts and moves on as if it was but a dream. Merrily, merrily.
I will blog about my photographic process later, but for now just know that it is ripe with frustration, adventure and panic. Yes, no matter how much knowledge or skill I acquire, panicked excitement to capture what I am seeing is the way it goes.
For this shoot I really wanted to shoot either etherial or grungy and I wanted both techniques to look like film.