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“Remnant”

“Remnant”

“All life is bound to a simple truth… that time goes on, that in each person’s life begins a tale, a tale that will either end in memory or in legend.”
― M.J. Chrisman

Here I am revisiting the dried flowers that I have kept from earlier in the spring. The textures and colours still fascinate me. Is this a weird thing, this enjoyment of the ‘expired’ flowers?

I have enough now to create a collection, and I am considering naming the series “Best Before”. For me, it’s really a study of flowers in an unconventional way. There is a certain beauty, which I have alluded to in previous posts. There is a delicacy, inherent with something that has dried out. The fine connecting tissues are weak and brittle, so handling them is a bit of an art in itself. Light transmits through them, as well as reflecting from them, creating interesting effects.

Consideration has also been give to really tight shots, where the flower itself is not recognizable, just the lines, textures, and colour, which has a certain curious appeal to me as I am editing, but I inevitably zoom back out to the whole once more.

So, this post is more of a series of thoughts than anything of substance, my way of processing my technique and considering next steps.

By the way, if you are curious, this daffodil was one of a grouping I shared earlier.

Nikon D800
Tamron SP AF 90mm f/2.8 Di Macro 1:1 (272ENII)@90mm
1.6 sec, f/36.0 ISO 100

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“Teasels”

“Teasle Detail”“Teasles”

“When someone comes around at that dreary moment, when all hope was lost, and thorns emerged. And that fellow, walks on that thorn just to cross to your side, to bear the pains for your sake, to bleed, to self-destroy himself, just to protect you. He places you above his priorities, and doesn’t give a damn whatsoever taunt he receives, his foremost desire is to make sure you are save, feel loved and cared for, and that’s the true definition of love.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson

Definitely a thorny plant, tough to handle, even to make a photograph, but incredibly beautiful when you look at the structured details.

For many years I had only seen the dried and prickly seed heads of this plant until a few summers ago, when, at the right time, I found a cluster in bloom, wrapped in a partial blanket of pale purple flowers. The flowers themselves don’t cover the entire head, but grow up it in a narrow band. A most curious sight.

As fall approaches and more plants begin to go to seed, I see myself making more photos of this, mixed with several of the wonderful fall blooms. Yet, I keep surprising myself at how much beauty there is in the mundane, even the brown prickly stuff 🙂

Nikon D800
Tamron SP 70-200mm f/2.8 Di VC USD
 @ 92 mm
4 sec, f/25.0, ISO 200

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