It has been a long time since I last made a blog post. For more than a year, I’ve been almost totally immersed in editing, designing, and publishing my books.
Winter does its best to keep me indoors, and thus, it is the season in which I get the most work done. However, I love the fact that winter is the prelude to the glorious rebirth in Spring and that it is almost as generous to my photographic eye as any other season. I love its austere and serene beauty and the great space its silence grants to weary minds.
The monstrous events in Palestine and Israel and the tepid, to say the least, reactions in Europe and North America have surely tested my sanity and faith in humanity, much of the history of which is one of rolling conquest and genocide. I do not forget for a moment that I am a descendant of settler colonialists and, albeit not directly responsible, have profited from the reduction to servitude of entire cultures in South America and the near extermination of the aborigine population of the beautiful land in North America, a land which I love to photograph and is home to the second part of my already long life.
I’d like to thank my friends, Theresa Lahr and Tony del Plato, who, given the first serious snowfall in our region, urged me to get out of the house, brave the cold, and take some pictures. This post is dedicated to them.
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