I hate winter. I grew up in Upstate NY (outside of Watertown) and now reside in Rochester, NY so I have had my fair share of winters. The weather will be nice-ish one day and brutal the next. Winter weather here is like being in an abusive relationship. I would know. About both. Sadly.
In the fall, I told myself and anyone else who would hold me accountable, I would shoot through my winter blues and for the most part, I have. Now, it's only 10 days into the New Year and I'm ready to hibernate until March.
Knowing my inevitable failure at shooting through it, I'm starting to collaborate with two other local photographers who work I admire and I like being around. I also donated to become a member to the George Eastman Museum. If I am not making photos, I may as well be talking about them and looking at them in person instead of a screen.
On the week after Christmas, a friend and wandered to a few small towns close to the Southern Tier. We like to park the car and walk around all day, taking in these towns and photographing what ever comes our way. It was very cold and it had just finished freezing rain before we got there so the sidewalks were mostly too dangerous to walk on. After visiting three towns and having a few close calls on a icy sidewalks we called it quits.