Monday, April 20, 2009
Memorably yellow petals
Touch of yellow
London, ON, April 2009
There's an underlying sadness to a flower's existence. Sure, it's lovely to look at and oh so closely connected with happiness, togetherness and love. But that beauty and meaning is tinged with a sense of loss, because it lasts so briefly before it's gone for good. Inevitably, time turns even the most perfect examples into crusty shadows of their former selves.
It's why I use photography to capture what they look like at their peak. And what it feels like to bear witness to it.
As I fiddle with the camera, my wife looks over at me and smiles. Suddenly, it all seems just a little more clear.
Your turn: As part of the latest Thematic Photographic theme, we're sharing floral photos all week long. I hope you'll pull one out that isn't necessarily perfect, but it evokes a memory, however mundane, that you don't want to lose. If you're just joining the scary-nutty world of Thematic Photographic, please head over here.