Lounging on the couch recovering from a late night of New Year's Eve drinking and photographing, Sylvie yells to me from the kitchen that its snowing. I see the snow floating down from the sky. I immediately jump up and walk out to the balcony of our top floor apartment. It's the first time I've seen the rail carved streets of Bratislava covered in white. It's Cold and beautiful.
At first I snapped a few shots with my new 14-24, but quickly realized that I wanted to be in closer to capture the moments happening on the street. I bolted on my 135mm prime and spotted this old woman walking across the street. It's exactly the mood I wanted to capture. The feeling of a cold Eastern Europe.