So, now we are mostly settled into our German apartment. And it's winter. The dead
of winter. Anyone who knows me knows that I LOVE snow, but that
doesn't mean I love dark cold winter. Thankfully Germany gets it's
share of snow, though there was a space of a good 3 weeks here where
there wasn't any, just the gray and bone-chilling-damp day in and day out. Each
day I walked by twisty brambles and craggy ancient trees covered in
dark moss, the whole palette quite drab. It was monotonous in a way, yet fascinating in another, as there was
(and still is) a sense of newness about even the smallest things here,
like the dark twisting vegetation.
"This Slide of Winter" was inspired by an old German playground slide
that I pass every day on our street. The slide is located in a
little "garden" plot surrounded by gnarled old trees and underbrush,
overgrown from winter disuse. The slide fascinated me, something about the
distinct design reminded me of a archway or doorway. Combine this
with my longing for beautiful fluffy white snow and you have the
seed for this image...