It was a sunny afternoon in late May when the cow parsley photographs (https://lagill6.wordpress.com/2020/05/24/beside-the-bridleway-in-may/) were taken The bridleway was totally deserted – no farm vehicles, no other walkers The silence was punctuated only by birdsong and the occasional bleeting of lambs in distant fields
In such circumstances it was not difficult to become absorbed in the exploration of the scene – noticing the relationship between shapes; contrasting textures and tones; the rhythm of the grasses; patterns; the atmosphere, etc. I accumulated a wealth of material from which I have subsequently enjoyed recalling impressions of the experience. The images in this series are reflections of the feelings and thoughts evoked rather than pictures of the scene.
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I’ve been admiring the grass on my local walks too which is unusual for me as I am usually thinking more of the flowers. Your term ‘rhythm’ expresses perfectly their effect.
Thanks for your comment Susan. I love flowers too but I seem to instinctively view the world in terms of patterns and shape relationships. Grasses produce an endless supply of source material.
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I enjoyed the narrative along with the photos, Louis, and I can see how the images reflect the impressions and the whole panoply of feelings from that beautiful May afternoon. I love the way you went with the verticals of the grasses in the first photo, allowing the blue forget-me-nots to be accents. And the second photo expresses that wonderful chiaroscuro that happens on bright days. Beautiful.
You have identified clearly the features s I wanted to capture: the verticals of the grasses (hence the elongated format) and the highlighted patterns against the shadowy backdrop. The blue flowers in the first photo were a bonus. [Actually they are anchusas that have escaped from a nearby garden].
Thanks for correcting me – I know there’s a garden flower that looks a lot like Forget-me-nots and I had forgotten about it. Anchusa – it rings a vague bell from my gardening days. 🙂 I hope we keep seeing images from the bridleway.
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