Friday 20 October 2017

October Colours


I am taking a short break from writing this blog, partly because I don't have the time at the moment, and partly because I am unsure of the future direction of the blog.  I feel that after two and a half years, I have thoroughly documented Milton Country Park, and don't necessarily think I have any more to say.

In fact, I was thinking of stopping the blog altogether until yesterday morning, when I took the dog for a walk around the park. Everything was bathed in a light mist, enough to obscure, but not thick enough to obliterate.  I found the light inspirational, particularly as the moist air deadened the sound of traffic on the nearby dual carriageway.  Unfortunately I didn't have a camera with me, as the dog is at an age where she demands too much attention.

Looking across Dickerson's Pit, I could see the shapes of the trees on the far bank, but the details had gone, and the colour was drained from the leaves.  On the water, a couple of swans and a few seagulls loomed preternaturally large and white in the mist.   On the ground, the leaves that had been ripped off the willows in the recent wind were rotting down to a mosaic of yellows, browns, purples and reds, turning the water of any puddles that had formed on top of them a light orange-red colour.

Everywhere I looked, I could see potential shots: bright yellow maple leaves which had fallen between sinuous dark tree roots; a forked tree overlooking the water; a clump of toadstools at the base of an old ivy covered willow; and a new view that had been opened up from the north end of Hall's Pond.

This has persuaded me to continue.  The challenge is clearly greater, as I have already photographed the more obvious spots.  But looking at the works of Edward Weston, Paul Strand, and Minor White,  I am very tempted to seriously try some black and white photography, with its emphasis on tonality and form.  And this is what I will be doing in my next post, hopefully, within the next month.

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