The rain had ceased and the raindrops on the window pane were backlit by the late afternoon sun. I captured the image and transferred it to the computer. On the screen the image became something quite different. I saw not raindrops but a mass of faceless people gathered together for an outdoor meeting – perhaps a peace rally or something similar. It is a quiet gathering. (You may find it helpful to half close your eyes!)
Out of curiosity, I reversed the colours and was intrigued to note how the mood had changed. It now became more noisy and boisterous; an angry scene, more aggressive – perhaps a political protest or passionate supporters at a major sports event..
I had promised myself a quiet walk along the bridle way, taking photographs as I strolled through the countryside. But before I could get out and about the weather changed. In place of the early sunshine it became wet and windy – quite unpleasant generally. So I was left sitting indoors, a grumpy, frustrated photographer. But all was not lost. I could take outdoor shots without subjecting myself to the dreadful conditions out there.
By pointing my camera at the tree tops outside the window and then adjusting the focus to give emphasis to the raindrops on the window pane I produced a series of marble-like abstract images.
Then, through the side window, I used the same technique on the trees further away, at the bottom of the garden. The result was obviously different, but I quite liked it.
Finally I adjusted the focus to concentrate totally on my ‘faraway tree’. Unfortunately it was not possible to avoid entirely the presence of the raindrops, but a little assistance from the saturation filter helped to create a pleasant ‘painterly’ result. And I was still dry and warm!
It is strange how pictures sometimes take over the imagination and reveal layers of interpretation that were not originally planned. I was initially attracted to this feather because of the pattern and texture produced by the raindrops. I then decided to emphasize the natural divisions by separating them and discovered that in doing so I had effectively created the impression of bars – perhaps the bars of a cage or of a prison cell. Suddenly the picture took on a whole new life – it became heavily laden with symbolism. The title is deliberately ambiguous to accommodate a wide range of interpretations.
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There is a sequel to yesterday’s post. Outside, on the doorstep, lay a feather – I think it was from a wood pigeon. Now raindrops produce interesting patterns to add to the natural texture and subtle variations in colour. This particular feather will feature again in a few days’ time in a different context. But, for now, let’s just focus on the patterns, the texture and the nuances of colour.