Trees have increasingly been recurring in my images of the River Dove, reflected in whole or part. I like the strangeness that the water’s movement, and sometimes the breeze, can introduce and the unending permutations that are possible.
Preparing a talk for the opening of ConnectedTEN it occured to me that over the past 2 years I have been finding new ways to photograph the trees along the riverbank as much as the river itself. In some cases the subject and origin are obvious, even if I’ve played with the truth, in others it is less so. There are many ways of seeing, and photgraphing, trees. Is the right way correct, or the wrong way up right? The same spot varies, or can be made to. The flow of river, and the breeze across its surface offer many differing impressions.
Inevitably this has spilled over into my interpretations of trees on land, and some of these are included here.
Preparing a talk for the opening of ConnectedTEN it occured to me that over the past 2 years I have been finding new ways to photograph the trees along the riverbank as much as the river itself. In some cases the subject and origin are obvious, even if I’ve played with the truth, in others it is less so. There are many ways of seeing, and photgraphing, trees. Is the right way correct, or the wrong way up right? The same spot varies, or can be made to. The flow of river, and the breeze across its surface offer many differing impressions.
Inevitably this has spilled over into my interpretations of trees on land, and some of these are included here.
