The Seasons was actually done over a 5-year period starting in 2019 and began at the start of Spring when a bluebird flew from the fence in my backyard to the woods in the distance. We experience all four seasons in their extremes where I live and each leaves a mark on the ground, air, and people.

Winter in Syracuse is different. Not only is it our longest season by far with snow landing and sitting from November through April, but it is also our most unpredictable. With temperatures that drop to -20's and snow that can surpass 10 feet at any time we plan for the worst. For the most part though things are quiet. People are inside, our world is covered by a thick white blanket, and we wait. It's beautiful, wet and incredibly dry at the same time, and it seems eternal. We wait with Winter until it decides it's done.