In 1994 the Counting Crows released their version of the song Round Here from their August and Everything After album. I liked it instantly, but the line that really stuck out for me was "...into the fog where no one notices the contrast in white on white." Twenty years have past and I still think about that line sometimes. When I moved to Montana and found myself in a part of the world where winter snows are significant, I found myself thinking about that line again. It's an interesting challenge for a photographer. White is emptiness when you print it. It's nothing. How does one photograph nothing? What kind of nuances can be found in the subtle color shifts in an all white scene? I didn't find as much fog as I would have liked, but I did find my self captivated with snow scenes and frozen details. Montana didn't have a very powerful winter this year, but while it lasted, I was always keeping my eyes open for white and all the ways it likes to disappear. The heavy winter at least is over for the year, but I know I will come back to this theme again next year. It gave me a reason to be out in the cold. And it gave me some wonderfully fun photos I would have otherwise passed by.
So...here it is the 2015 White Collection.
Thank you and best wishes, Bren