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Showing posts with label spring flowers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spring flowers. Show all posts
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Floral Tableau I 2010
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Woodlandbouqet#52010Dear Everyone:
With Spring pending I wanted
to capture the feeling of
wild flowers in a forrest/woods.
The flowers had to be white.
The backdrop had to imply
moss and lichen and tree trunks.
Rather than creating a backdrop
in the studio I thought why
not go outdoors and photograph
the flowers, purchased in a store,
actually posed in nature.
I liked the results so much
that I have decided to do a
series of store-bought bouqets
posed in the outdoor environment.
I have already completed the second
item in the series. To be posted
tomorrow.
See what you think of this first
entry - today's selection
Have a have-a-walk-in-
the-woods kind of day.
Helen.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Spring flowers
mayspringflowers2009This folk art image (above) represents a series I plan to do of flowers strewn on/across
a page in a painting.
Last year I built collages with my own enlarged photographs and real flowers
strewn horizontally across the photos. This iris wallflower photo collage (below) is one of
my strongest.
iriswallflower2008The folk art painting references this photograph.
I hope that you enjoy this work.
Have a striving-to-be-your-best kind of day.
Helen.
Sunday, April 26, 2009
April Flowers
For thoughts on Spring I turned to top Canadian photographer

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Have-a-spring-in-your-step kind of day.
Freeman Patterson. In his book "the garden" he shares his
strong attachment to gardening. Freeman appears to be
deeply engaged in life. One has the sense that he lives
life to the fullest every moment he can squeeze out of time.
Here is an essay from his book (P.19):
"When the leaves on trees are about the size of squirrels' ears,
when birds returning from months in the south dart around
in search of nesting sites,
and daffodils dance in gardens and meadows,
a deep sense of well-being floods over me.
Everything good in the world seems possible.
My emotional liberation is mirrored by my increased physical activity.
Lying in bed after sunrise seems incomprehensible.
Politely, but firmly
I refuse to attend meetings, particularly in the evenings.
I neglect my basement work area, disown my computer and
spend every possible moment outdoors. In short, I make room
for receiving the gift of spring.
As I wonder along field and forrest paths long covered in snow,
sniffing the breeze to savour the rich moist tang of the soil and
the drifting ambrosial hints from flowers blooming somewhere,
I observe variations of colour that appear at no other time of
year-delicate, warm and sprightly hues. I reconnect with the earth
and sense the incredible surge of creativity around me, and within me.
And I garden. I can't help it. My whole being longs to be
engaged in the birthing process. This is not a hobby but an
essential aspect of who I am. For me, not to garden would
be saying No to life itself".
Here I share some of my shots of April flowers to illustrate
Freeman's words.

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april flowers072009Have-a-spring-in-your-step kind of day.
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