Puffy, soft, immense, peaceful, powdery, brilliant, quiet,elegant, sinuous, treacherous, reflective, magical, silent, bright, majestic...
From the many definitions of snow these are some of the words which came to my mind this morning, while I was walking through Central Park. My goal was the recording of the sun rising in this quite special morning, when NYC seemed to slow down its usual frenetic pace.
But I got intrigued instead by the peaceful beauty of the snowscapes, admiring the nature-made sculptures: the trees, with their ephemeral white powder finish, seemed structures even stronger than usual in their skeletal powerful presence.
The yellow master of the universe made finally only a brief appearance, leaving the white queen to reign undisputed, at least for this early morning.
Photo credit: Daniela BertolPhotographs and text are excerpts from the conceptual multimedia project
“Axes Mundi: Perceptions and Understanding of Places as Intersections of Space, Time and Culture"
