I chose this image not because it is really all that remarkable. At least not in a unique way. It is just a beautiful image. Sometimes the large amount of photography I produce conflicts with the small amount I decide to share that I pass over some of the images of mine I feel are more generic but still pretty. I let these collect digital dust in favour of the images I see as more unique and that isn’t always fair. Or rather another way to think about it is the reason to pick an image for sharing doesn’t always have to be based on creative uniqueness or even technical accomplishment. Sometimes it is worth sharing something because it is a nice reflection of a beautiful place and time.
Once upon a time in one of those rare moments to be in front of the camera sometime in the 80s. Strangely I look at myself in the mirror now and I look pretty much the same despite some 30+ years having passed. I have no idea how this is possible……..
So often you head out into the world as a photographer knowing what you are looking for. I knew what I wanted to find on this trip recently. It was going to be beautiful autumn colours, ancient trees and maybe a lake or two. But as is often the case, it is the unexpected scenes you find along the way that can be the most enjoyable. You don’t step out the door thinking that what you want to find is a quiet abandoned table and chairs under the soft light of twilight with the leaves blowing in the wind and the birds chirping. These things are more difficult to expect and anticipate, and it is probably wise to not try. Rather it is better to just be open to seeing them in a glimpse as you pass by on a country lane and having the presence of mind to turn around and go back. Life is a collection of the big moments and the small, the grand scenes and the quiet ones, so it is therefore no surprise that photographing one’s life is also comprised of the same components.
I stood upon this ancient land with eyes so wide
The clink of bells came drifting down the mountainside
When in my sight something moved
Lightning eyed and cloven-hooved
The Great God Pan is alive !
Most of my photography is sparse and dark. I will try to explain.
Looking at my Photographs is like being alone in a room with yourself, or even a step worse. My images are introspective in a way that makes some people really nervous. The kind of person who immediately turn on the TV when they are alone don’t get my Photography – it makes them terribly uncomfortable.
After all is said and done, I photograph to see how the world looks photographed. And as they say the camera lens is a window to the soul……….
This image was made well into dusk. I was into that time of night where you lose a stop every few minutes and I was working with an initial exposure of several minutes as to be effected by this phenomenon. But I really liked the faint glow of colour coming from the moon and sky across the open field and I don’t make enough photos of autumn colour in the gloom of evening.
I don’t know, so don’t ask. These things all just sort of came together on their own.
Finally made it to the local hairdresser. What a drive. Through woods bathed in autumn glow, past abandoned cottages, ever deeper into the forest, until you arrive at Johns house. I captured him on Ferrania film which is waiting to be developed.
Meanwhile here are a couple of images to enjoy.
Vernon Sinclair with the curly red hair
Breaks into Trinity church on a dare
Where the pastor hides a camera
To capture the rapture the day that it comes
Vernon gets afraid and runs
And as we play out these parts in the relative dark
They hand you a script
And then they pick you apart
Memorise all your lines
But the most you can hope to be an extra
If they let you
All the while you felt so alone
And you were not alone…
You’re never alone
Part of that wonderful bit of Brittany coastline known as Pink Granite Coat. Every time I stop anywhere along this stretch of coast I think, this is my favourite spot. So if you ask me my favourite part of this coastline, take any answer I give you with a large grain of (sea) salt.
I think the images say all I want to say