Since winter is being stubborn this year and refusing to go away (or going away and coming back?) we had some more snow in the middle of March. I hadn’t shot any horror photography for quite a while and a garden covered in snow felt like too good an opportunity to waste.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
I’ve always felt something sinister in Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost, a sense of escaping from something or hiding from someone. While I was thinking about the kind of photo I wanted to create, that verse appeared in my head and inspired me, so I broke out my seemingly never-ending bottle of Grimas Filmblood A and a pair of handcuffs from my prop drawer 🙂