In winter the ground seems more unstable, not just because of the ice and snow, but because of the ever-changing gauze of conspicuous light and shadow. Combine this with not seeing anyone while walking on the upper path in Hopkins Forest in Williamstown, MA makes for an interesting experience. Actually, I did encounter one person at the remotest point. He was moving quickly with two walking sticks, goggles, and earphones with music so loud I could hear it. Unsurprisingly in retrospect he didn't even look at me when I said 'hello'. 6x8 inches, gouache and watercolor on multimedia paper.
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