I became entranced with the mountains as a child and I often find myself venturing into the forest for the heaviest part of any season. It’s there that I always find the densest, purest form of nature. Trees and whole mountainsides showcase the cold stillness of winter collectively in a deafening silence. In a world that moves so fast, slow down to the speed of the season if only for a moment. Allow yourself to experience nature doing what it has done and will persist to do, left alone. Everywhere you see remnants of a vibrant summer, a peaceful autumn and the potential for a new spring. Sheltered by a blanket of blue above and a blanket of white below, it's a visual dream.
For these winter landscapes, I returned to the cold mountains of Northern Arizona where I shot "Mirror Pond" this past autumn.