January 11

It looks like winter is still around on some of the trees.

January 10

Late nights at work, mist in the parking lot. Lights illuminating the clouds and fog.

January 6

Rain and more rain, Portland winters make me sad, I love snow too much not to hate the constant rain. I came to realize after this day that my project is more a goal to further integrate my camera into my life again. This was also around when I spent a couple of nights up all night, helping Rett with the paper he runs at school. My camera's been a bit out of my life in the last six months or so. I don't particularly like this photo.

January 3

Everything was wet at the beginning of January, wet during the day and foggy at night (those photos to follow). I forget the ways that everyday scenes can look different when the perspective is right. The lighting on this photo is the most magical part. 

I hate when people say photography is an easy artform. That is an impossibility, art is never easy, it is an expression of who you are and therefore takes more courage than most people realize. Good photography evokes the feelings of the photographer in the viewer, good photography tells you something about the soul that was behind the camera when the photo was taken. Good photography is not easy, it is one of the most difficult things I do (and I happen to be teaching myself calculus right now). I simply wish that my photography actually was good, right now it simply feels decent, nothing more, nothing less.

In other news, the winter rains and chills have come back to Portland, part of me dreads it and part of me is excited to be able to continue the project this photo is from... Portland in the Rain.

at the center of everything are the winter snows