I have always loved aspen trees. Their bark is smooth and powdery, and it stretches and scars like skin.
While traveling through high southern Utah, Terri and I drove through the whitest, most beautiful stand of aspen trees I had ever seen. It was early spring, and the old leaves were still lying flat like a mottled carpet. Walking through the forest, I felt as though I were among thousands of frozen white dancers.
I liked the way these four trees fit together, and the way the light glowed from their bark. I photographed them in a way that made them seem very alone, standing bare and white after a cold winter.
Four White Trees (B&W): Near Bryce Canyon, UT, 2003
I have created two interpretations of this scene. The Colour Photograph is a match to the original slide, while the Black and White Photograph is a second interpretation in monochrome.