I woke up this morning to a deep quiet outside my window. The window was open a few inches (I like sleeping with cold air on my face.) Most mornings, even as late as yesterday morning, I awake to the chatter of tiny songbirds in the lilacs just outside. This morning all was silent. It was our first snow and I knew my paint palette was going to change with the season.
I promised to post a gallery of the sled dog photos included in the exhibit, Ancient Bond. So here it is. Each of these is available for purchase as a signed, archival print. (See details below the gallery) Click on the photos to enlarge them. Watermarks are not on the prints.
it takes a day like today:
wide open skies,
not a single cloud,
an almost
(imperceptible)
mist hanging close
to the frozen earth.
it takes this kind of day
to remember
how many different blues are inside the cold,
… how many
different
colors belong to white.
Snow. Is not. White.
(You knew that.)
Selected photographic portraits of sled dogs and their mushers are available to purchase either unframed, or mounted on archival baltic-birch gallery panels. Exhibit at 1+1=1 gallery will run from February 7th through March 2nd. These signed photographic fine-art prints will be available after March 2nd until sold out. Read on for further details about the Race to the Sky, Montana’s premier winter sporting event and the qualifying race for the Iditarod in Alaska … and for more details about ordering/purchasing some of these beguiling and powerful canine portraits.
I used to do this thing on my blog where I would make a calendar each month and give them away for free downloads. I decided to start doing it again. So, I will try to post the calendars the first day or two of each month. Please download them for your personal use — you can print the calendar if you prefer, or make it your computer wallpaper. And tell your friends these are available. Thank you! These are a gift from me.
did not have to go far today
to see a sudden burst of flight.
frost birds rise, startled,
in the dimming afternoon.
a bright red origami ball
on a field of ice
like an ornament resting on
an ikat tablecloth
weathered cones cling
to the branches of
spirit pines