Road webcam fascination - The silent pictures of Scandinavian traffic-webcams have a strange fascination for me. My previous outpourings of webcam obsession are here: 1: Discovery, 2: From deep space, 3: Don DeLillo, 4: Scipting surveillance art, 5: Making movies, 6: Sightings and glitches, 7: More sightings, 8: Google streetview, 9: Changes in time, 10: Events, 11: Living streetlight, 12: Dino Buzzati, 13: Ed Ruscha, 15: Traffic cones, 16: Nothing, and 17: Nothing. I've used video, fiction, literary criticism, art, topography and surveillance technologies to think through this window on far-away places.
Between March and April of 2019 the roadside snow has receded. The traffic cams have seen winter going and spring coming. In the lower two pictures you can see how the snow recedes from one day (April 13) to the other day (April 14). Where are the snows of yesteryear? Without the camera it would just be a memory (see also here).
Small islands and promontories of snow have molten in the sunlight.
The strange snow figure from Easter Island has left. And new roads have been revealed.
Small islands of snow remain in the grass and on the mountains.
The shoulder of the road is free of snow. Old dry branches reappear. But in the woods the snow remains.
The thin layer of snow is just a memory now.
No comments:
Post a Comment