Back around Thanksgiving I took a walk with my camera (a little Olympus Stylus) trying to keep my eyes open. The painter Stuart Shils was here visiting the Studio Center and we talked about the importance of recording what we see, of keeping what amounts to a visual journal.
These were the first photos I had taken in months. The sky that night was eerily orange due to low, snow-filled clouds reflecting the village and college lights. But it looked as if something more might have been at work. This is rural northern Vermont and the glow was more like what I've seen at night in more urban places like Madison and Ann Arbor. Anyway, I like how it also brought a green glow out in the white buildings against the snow.
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