Morning walk in a quiet world of trees

Sometimes, a forest is just a forest. Sometimes, it is much more. Or something completely different. With climate change, snow where I am right now became pretty rare. As soon as I saw the first snowflakes falling from the sky, I got ready for some cold adventure.

Going for a walk before the rain with a Full spectrum and red filter shows a different reality.

Winter is here. With the cold, first snow, and lot of ice and frost. I'm focusing here on the tiny ice crystals I can see eraly in the morning.

Goethe said "The soul that sees beauty may sometimes walk alone". I walked alone, in the hope of finding, if not beauty, something that would catch my eye. Updated from "An aimless walk a sunday morning in a dead city,"

The world is full of invisible monsters. These are the monsters I see when I walk in the woods.

My old forest is not only golden. It is also cursed. New emotions and feelings just a couple feet away from the golden spots. Same place, different visions.

A couple weeks ago, I took a full spectrum modified full frame Nikon and a wide angle rectilinear lens for a walk. I shot a TIFF preset I made. No edits, no nothing. Just the photos I shot that day.

I am less and less interested in reality. My photos are less and less meant to depict that reality. I want, I need, my photos to depict what I see, what I feel, and that is not what is commonly accepted as reality. This old golden forest may not be old, or golden, or even a forest. And that doesn't matter.

Sometimes, the winds carry sand from the Sahara far away.

Fog, cold, bad light... There are good chances I will be alone in the park. I like that. Infrared might seem to be the best choice with this kind of light.