Prints available in 9×12, 12×16
Named for the old 𝘗𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦 𝘎𝘢𝘵𝘦 Crossing, it now exists as a viaduct for Hansen Avenue. When I was first practicing photography, I loved walking around the streets of Lyndora and garnering the old steel history. The houses are my favorite part—all lined up in a row, identical except for their colors. Winter was a quiet and still time for me to capture it all. This was my first soft pastel piece, and I had so many blues to get the ice just right.
Prints available in 9×12, 12×16
Named for the old 𝘗𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦 𝘎𝘢𝘵𝘦 Crossing, it now exists as a viaduct for Hansen Avenue. When I was first practicing photography, I loved walking around the streets of Lyndora and garnering the old steel history. The houses are my favorite part—all lined up in a row, identical except for their colors. Winter was a quiet and still time for me to capture it all. This was my first soft pastel piece, and I had so many blues to get the ice just right.