People often ask me what my favourite season is. The one thing I am sure of is that it is not Summer. I do love Spring and I have a lot of time for Autumn but Winter does have many aspects to it that appeal to me. It has the added bonus of extremes of ways to experience it. Out in the mountains and snow battling the icy wind or snug in front of a fire indoors with a warming drink.
Edith Sitwell said "Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home".
There is a lot to be said for that and I am happy to wrap myself in those warm thoughts. But.....I think that is what I see as my reward for being out in the cold all day gazing in wonder at the beauty that winter bestows on us. Mountains never look better than when they are dressed in their finest winter finery. To me trees also look at their best in winter. Bereft of foliage deciduous trees stand there with their skeletal forms accentuated by the snow tracing their very arms and fingers and shining brightly against a dark, brooding sky. The coniferous trees hang heavy with snow drooping towards the frozen earth. Water in ponds, lochs or streams frozen in it's last moment of ripple or wave. Such beauty is to be found in the cold that cannot be found at any other time of year.
"There was a frosty rime upon the trees, which, in the faint light of the clouded moon, hung upon the smaller branches like garlands. Withered leaves crackled and snapped beneath his feet, as he crept softly on towards the house. The desolation of a winter night sat brooding on the earth, and in the sky." Dickens
I find a kind of quiet comfort and peace in desolate places and winter is the best time to find these places. It is life stripped bare. There is no distraction from blooms and foliage. In a way winter is honest. It is harsh and it is direct.
When you set foot outside on a snowy winter morning where no-one has yet trod, you feel special. It is like you are claiming this day and this place for yourself.
Of course, this year winter is different. I do not have the option to do the wild things. Snow in the south east of England is not likely to be heavy and I do not live in a pretty part of the UK. Travelling is not allowed and here I am. So indoors is where most of my winter will be spent. I will have to take the advice of Edith Sitwell and accept that, this year, it is the time for home. And you know what? Given how things have been for the past few months, I'm ok with that. It means I will appreciate my next adventures even more.
Now let us have a look at what you have been up to in the last month or so. I have been collecting your art like mad so you must have been busy. What would I be doing if I didn't have art and books to keep me going? I have no idea but I wouldn't be very happy. In no particular order for most of this feature there will be a selection of various examples of your work with a winter tree section to start. Thank you for giving me so much to choose from as you always do. I try to include as many of you as I can and will also try to let you all know as notifications from dA just don't do it most of the time.
If you have a fire sit down by it and enjoy this feature. If you don't then sit in your comfortable place and relax with some art. Please leave a comment or a fave if you particularly like a piece. Let the artist know. I thank you for this very much.
Thank you for your time if you have managed to look through this large collection. I hope you are all safe indoors and warm and dry and well fed. Enjoy your winter however you can and however you like to. This time next year I hope things will be something more like normal. We can only wait and see. Until then please look after yourselves and each other. Take care of your loved ones and make the most of every day. Spread the love and keep on creating art like only you can. And lastly thank you all for all that you bring to this complicated and trying world. Much love to you all
Reading: My Last Supper. One Meal, A Lifetime In The Making : by Jay Rayner
Watching: Incredible Journeys ; Simon Reeve
Listening to: Lord Of The Rings Audio Book Unabridged
Drinking: Orange and Mango Squash
Eating: Broccoli and Stilton soup
Playing at: Life
It all comes round again
Oh what a tangled web.......
Turning the pages
My soul is craquelle
Thanks for featuring my non-wintery pieces. The on from the cliff (?) is taken on early spring, and the abandoned mill was taken on summertime - although I wanted to edit it to look like it could be any season, and from any part of the world (did it work?). I find wintertime uninspiring photography wise... I don't know why. I enjoy walks in the nature and the sight of glittery snow (if we are lucky enough to have some), but I'm unable to convert it to an interesting photograph.
I'm starting to feel ike your journals are starting to bring a rythmn to this rythmnless life. It's very much apperciated. All the best.
I love to feature your work. It is so good.
I'm not very strict with the themes of my features Only the first bunch of pictures are strictly themed. After that anything goes
I'll try to keep in rhythm for you
Indeed, winter gives comforted warmth in my heart for some reasons. though missing too those spring flowery breezes of ones gardens, that wonderful mystical colourful autumn and the growling summer thunder accompanied w/ raindrops on the roof of my room as same warm and protected feeling in winter.