I came across Satoki Nagata’s work whilst idly browsing the internet for pictures of snow so that I could imagine myself blissfully sipping vin chaud on the slopes (the skiing snapchats are really getting to me) and though lacking the mountainous landscape I craved, I found myself mesmerised by Nagata’s beautiful wintery images.
His series ‘Lights in Chicago’ is a collection of surrealist black and white photographs of people captured on the cold streets of the Windy City. Using a slow shutter speed, the Japanese photographer manages to create interesting layerings that produce an oddly ghostly effect and capture the action of that moment. Though the figures are nearly transparent, they are surrounded by a bright, angelic light that highlights their presence and creates an intriguing dynamic between shadow and light.
Head over to Nagata’s website for a real visual treat. His documentary photography is also extremely powerful and well worth a browse. http://www.satoki.com/
[All images sourced from Nagata’s website]
First erected in 1990 in Sweden, Icehotel is rebuilt every year using frozen water from the Torne River. Apart from being a hotel offering ‘cold rooms’ (the beds are built from blocks of ice and covered in reindeer hides) and ‘warm rooms’ (pretty much your standard hotel room) this beautiful, ice palace also functions as a transformative art exhibition showcasing the work of artists from across the globe. The Art Suites are definitely the highlight of the Icehotel, with giant ice statues at the foot of the bed and bizarre giant teardrop shaped sculptures plopped around the room. Like the hotel itself though, the suites melt with the sun, giving you only a limited time to enjoy the artwork before the next lot of artists start designing. The only slight draw back is there are no bathrooms in the ice rooms (only in the warm building), so its probably best to leave your Granny at home. You also get woken up by the staff at 7.30am. Why? To serve you hot ligonberry juice. I have no idea what that is either, but it sounds delicious and presumably gives you the kick you need to get out of your snuggly sleeping bag and into the snow. Let’s just hope its alcoholic.
Boasting the Colosseum, the pantheon and enough Roman ruins to keep you occupied for months, it’s no wonder Rome is such a major tourist attraction, though unfortunately this is what also makes it very unattractive. Okay so yeah, the Colosseum is one of the greatest examples of Roman architecture, but nobody (wearers of white-socks and sandals exempt) wants to wait for hours in a queue, no matter how magnificent the attraction is. This, however, is the beauty of Rome in Winter.
This Christmas my boyfriend and I visited Rome for a few days and walked straight into the major attractions – there wasn’t a queue in sight! Even better, the already beautiful cobbled streets were lined with christmas lights, the sun was shining and air was fresh. This was the city of romance at its most enchanting. Like characters in a rom-com without the cheesy chat-up lines, we wandered the streets, ate deliciously over-sized bowels of pasta and sipped mulled wine late into the night. We didn’t even feel that horrible guilt that descends on your arrival home – flights were cheap and our b & b defined the phrase ‘good value for money’, with antiquely furnished rooms and breakfast wheeled to your door on a silver tray. If there’s one thing the Italians do well it’s guilt free indulgence.
Hit the link to view Carlotta’s family run B&B (Relais Teatro Argentina) located in an alley just minutes from the Pantheon: