Winter is a time of loss and the emblem of loss in art and myth.
Its harshness deprives us of necessities and comforts, and drives us to confront past trials and losses.
As mid-winter strains our mettle, we long for change, wish for strength, pine for restoration, crave movement, require warmth, need others, mourn what is gone, and hunger for the sustenance of a new spring.
And as we feel our loss and longing most keenly, we affirm most strongly our sustaining bonds with others, our love for those dear to us, and fellowship with all living things.
(Image: untitled, Charlie Carroll, limited edition pigment print)