I love gardens in Autumn after rain. There’s something about the smell of wet earth and decay that is unique to this season. Colours are more vibrant, washed clean, and overblown late summer flowers droop under the weight of droplets. I think of the Autumn garden as rather like a dowager fallen on hard times, still making a show of things but a little shabby at the edges.
“Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting
and autumn a mosaic of them all.”
– Stanley Horowitz
The last few weeks have been hard and blogging has been far from my mind. But I wanted to share this slideshow, which I made for a talk I gave in the summer at the Shed Gallery’s ‘Muse’ exhibition in Lyme Regis. It features a few of my own pictures, but mostly inspirational images by other photographers that I selected from the Gallery, on the theme of my talk, coastal photography. Being a very proud Mummy, I must add that my favourite thing about it is the music, an original score composed and recorded for the talk by my very talented daughter, Maggie Talibart. Not too shabby for thirteen!
St. Martha’s on the Hill, Chilworth, Surrey.
Life is eternal, and love is immortal,
and death is only a horizon;
and a horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.
~Rossiter Worthington Raymond
I had to admire this hardy fisherman on Portugal’s windswept southwestern coast. I hope he was rewarded with a good supper.
Spectra, by Rioji Ikeda, is one of several art installations in London at present to commemorate the centenary of the start of WW1. Certainly an imposing sight. You don’t have to go into London to see it as it is visible for many miles around. However, if you do want to see it for yourself, you will have to be quick – tonight’s the last night.
A century ago today, a state of war was declared between the UK and Germany. WW1 would claim 16 million lives in just over four years. I could hardly resist sharing one more poppy field tonight.
200mm, f4.5, 0.6″
I am currently working on a presentation that I have agreed to give at a group exhibition in Lyme Regis later this month. The topic is the coast. I thought I might share ideas here as I go. I have always had an ambivalent relationship with the sea. I was brought up in a seafaring family and a large chunk of the first eleven years of my life was spent at sea. Unfortunately, I never got over my chronic sea sickness. Without wanting to labour the point, this meant that I spent quite a lot of time staring over the side of the boat! I have found the sea’s motion fascinating ever since (but I still prefer to observe it from the shore).
200mm, f/16, 1/40
‘Dark-heaving – boundless, endless, and sublime,
The image of eternity.’
- Lord Byron, Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage