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[click a thumbnail to show the full-size image] ___ In December 2000, a sweeping snowstorm hit New York City, my current
place of residence. Large flakes were tumbling from the sky at an astounding
pace. By noon the streets and sidewalks were lined with snow and it was
difficult for traffic to pass. I set out on foot to capture this wonder
with my camera. As I traversed the streets of my neighborhood, I found
doorways and gates lined with snow. Windows were lined with icicles and
snowflakes. I met many people out with everything from snow shovels to
toboggans. The atmosphere was calm and festive. |
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___ Karen Landmann was born and raised in Toronto, Canada. While she lived in a large urban center, she was constantly aware of the large frontier to the north of this metropolis. She lived in Russia in 1989, where she found a culture with a very similar worldviewa conception of giant open northern spaces with seemingly limitless woodlands to the north. She has exhibited at Ward-Nasse Gallery, Manhattan Borough President's Gallery, Arsenal Gallery, West Side Arts Coalition, and Seventh and Second Photo Gallery. |