On discovering this scene as it emerged through a cold and dense fog, I was a little overwhelmed. Not so much from my fingers freezing off, but in admiration of its form and strength.
Now, a year later as I attempt to extract those feelings into a completed image, I notice little imperfections which start bother me. How can I create a perfect image with something that is’t perfect?
Then I remind myself that I’m not perfect either, our world isn’t perfect but it can still be beautiful.