Pictures Of Ice
I have been captivated by pictures of ice for a few years now. I
began taking ice pictures in the winter of 2006 by happenstance; I was driving by the beach in Penticton and
happened to glance at the water's edge a hundred yards away, noticing the wind had sprayed a fence and tree there,
and the water had frozen and built up into what looked like some interesting formations from my distance. I parked,
walked to the water, and noticed the whole beach was littered with small ice sculptures;
Ice had built up on bits of driftwood, rocks, leaves, plants, and in some
wonderful cases had imprisoned these items with a clear coating around their vibrant colors. Where there was no
ice, the beach sand made a wonderful soft, granular brown contrast to the hard ice shapes. I'd never taken a close
look at this shoreline before during 'ice time', because ice time was quite rare; usually there was either no ice,
or the ice was covered in snow. But here was a wonderland of tiny sculptures of ice. I started snapping away, and
pictures of ice instantly became my new photography of choice in the winter.
I returned there, and to other areas, every day for pictures of ice, hoping to get
the light just right, the ice in an interesting shape, and to beat the snow or to beat the melting. Each short
window of photo opportunity was brief: a day or two, or even a few hours. The ice formations needed wind to spray
lake water on them, waves, plants and rocks to coat, interesting lighting, no snow, and no thawing... and then
these extraordinary ice shapes grew from nowhere, into amazing ice beings, jungles, and patterns.
These pure moments converged maybe two or three brief times each winter, usually
lasting on and off for a few days each. My pictures of ice show startling differences year to year: some years the
ice is milky and opaque, some years it's a crystal clear looking-glass that magnifies and frames whatever is
temporarily entombed within. Even the changing light at different times of the day, and a cloudy or clear sky,
would vastly change the mood and contrasts of each formation, and photographs thereof, from hour to hour, from
bright and friendly to dark and sinister.
Enjoy my pictures of ice; you can read a little more about where I take them, and
what I go through to get them, on the 'About These Pictures' page.