This was taken at the Kathy Osterman Beach.
A cold, windy Monday morning in January is a great time for the beach. Bundled up and with minimal gear, I traveled the lakefront from Foster to Hollywood in Edgewater. There were very few people out, which is a very surreal feeling to experience in Chicago.
As I walked, I gravitated more toward the textures the weather created. It’s one of my favorite aspects of winter storms, the way everyday scenes are slightly altered to make something new and exciting.
This was taken at the Foster Beach.