We are so incredibly fortunate to have vast landscapes to get loss in, mentally take a long journey through and if all syncs up, put a camera to our eye and record that moment. Depending where you are standing, it can be visual highway of excitement or a void of space. Those busy places are a bit easier to arrange in the viewfinder I find, giving the viewer an overload to soak up. It’s those spaces void of recognizable elements that challenge me probably why I seek them but rarely come home with any.
My journey through Yellowstone last month was special for many reasons, one was the quiet at West Thumb. There was basically no one in the park and with that, nature was able to blanket the region with snow that only the wind and critters explored. On the edge of Yellowstone Lake where it meets the heat of West Thumb, hot and cold meet and this past winter, the cold made a little headway into the heat creating these small windows into the lake. The light was pretty flat so the snow on the surface had no real texture. At the same time it permitted “seeing” into waters at the life below (there are fish there). These provided me these patterns that intrigued me so and as you walked about them, their shape would change. I do love snow and in this case, it left me with a photo opportunity where less … is more?