Taking some time off from work, playing with a series of digital images -- Fragile Structures -- using manipulations of the software to enhance, to obscure, to render the ordinary into something "other" -- why?
Because we so often disregard what we see everyday, the mundane, the simple . . . and yet when closely examined, these structures are pure, even in the midst of decomposing.
As I begin to play with these images they often take on a new life, as in the hosta leaf above. It appears to be soaring off into space, on a trip of discovery . . .
This image has an altogether different feel -- dark and brooding, perhaps threatening. The detachment from the stem, I think, adds to this sense, and the leaf reminds me of O'Keefe's skull paintings, all bones and sharp edges.
The textures I used are from a wall of graffiti I photographed while walking through Fort Mason Park in San Francisco with my brother. It lends itself to the sense of times past . . .
I feel that autumn demands that we keep some kind of tracing of what is transpiring all around us before winter slips over the threshold and covers all in a blanket of white.
One can never study nature
too much and too hard.
Vincent van Gogh