Yesterday, I woke to a perfect winter morning. Clear skies, sunlight pouring down, the air crackling crisp. So as you do(n’t), I stuck my head out of the window to take a deep breath.
A hearty gust of wind swung by. All of the air in my lungs froze solid.
It was -9 °C.
Note to self: it’s winter. The frozen north and all that.
Random follies aside, the past week has been amazing. People tell me about crisp white winters in Norway and northern Sweden, and it’s a treat to experience the same in Denmark, where winters are typically grey and damp. The “Beast from the East” is wreaking havoc all over Europe, but has so far brought only untypical light to where I am. Here in Hillerød, we are free of the storms around the region, and snowfall that large swathes of the country is copping, enjoying blue skies with the frost.
All this light is making shooting in utterly pedestrian places like malls, somewhat magical.
To say nothing of exotic spaces like Renaissance castles:
That glow washing through the ornate magnificence of Frederiksborg Castle’s great, gilded hall takes my breath away every time.
I’ve been working on a moody series of images around the area called A Memory of Goodbye, here in Denmark. It’s nigh impossible to look around with a melancholy eye when the world around me is screaming “YEAHHHHHHH SUNSHINE,” but stay tuned, more of that will come.
Thank you, lovely people