The beauty of a Midwest winter is subtle. It can be hard to look past salt-stained streets and the colorless landscape to find something remarkable.
I took my camera for a walk yesterday to exercise my photographer's eye. It's the kind of thing that doesn't like to be neglected. There's a simple beauty that comes from still photography that I've longed for after being so busy with video production these last few months.
My eye led me down street after familiar street, straining to find something new. Leafless trees expose the truth of a city. Nothing is hidden.
Most of these photos could have been taken twenty years ago. I imagine many will still be possible in another twenty. The city is defined with concrete and steel. Change is slow.
Over four miles, I found sixteen things to photograph. I could do the same walk every day and find new photographs each time. But these selects represent my view of Springfield, Illinois on January 21, 2015.