This last week back in Berlin has been rough due to the perpetual darkness, in which the days go by one after the other in a grim gradation somewhere along the lines of <"pitch black, dull gray, gray, dull gray, repeat">.
Before we left in December, there was snow. I’m not a big fan of the snow here because it tends to mean life-threatening sidewalks—but hey, at least the snow reflects the light in a lovely way. We were out in it a fair amount with the XA while I was shooting for Twelve and Anthony was giving me some lessons on how to get the snowflakes. Here, a few of the outtakes from both of us because this household has his and hers XAs, you know.