…Now that I have been opened
I can never be closed again.
The reflection of the sun on the waves
is a shining path to the horizon
a dazzling lucent shuttle
of unknowable complexity.
A cloud over the sun
momentary camera obscura.
And as I move towards resolution
the world abandons its detail
in a theatre at once dark & light
where life is a kind of joyous shade
a shadow over the sun
a dark radiance.
From A Radiant Inventory by Christopher Dewdney
I know I need art right now. More than I ever have in my whole life. I need art to cut through the noise. …I need it to paint new worlds that help me understand this one.
Courtney E. Martin
It’s good when you can’t explain a picture, because that means it’s visual.
Let me just say, I found beauty in a boat yard….
Do you have a favourite? If you’re so inclined, let me know in the comments.
While at the Miami Boat Show, I took the opportunity to shoot a few abstract pieces based around the always startling and unusual Miami architecture.
I could do this for days and never get tired. Unfortunately, I only had part of one!
With abstract art I can create in the moment. No preconceived ideas. I just put some color on the canvas and keep going.
Hanging around the boatyard last year while we were getting Windsong II ready to launch, I practised “fresh seeing” — or seeing in a new way, as I’ve been striving to do.
I started to look more carefully at what I had ignored before — the peeling, chipping paint and barnacles on the old boat hulls and noticed a wealth of detail that I had overlooked before.
Most people ooh and aah over boats when they are shiny and clean and pristine. But I was captivated by the imperfections — the marks left by time and use and history. The colour and lines and shapes spoke to me as art.
I imagined that an abstract artist had paid a visit to the boatyard and left her mark — the hulls being her canvas.
I made several photographs of pieces of these beautiful hulls, and even framed and mounted one I loved for my dining room.
What is it that draws me to abstracts — both in art and photography? “No preconceived ideas” sums it up nicely. Freedom. There is nothing that I have to think of them based on what they are supposed to represent — I am free to respond and feel whatever comes up. They may or may not remind me of anything familiar — mostly not. I don’t have to rationalize or explain. I just am in the moment with them.
So this year I was eager to return to the same boatyard this year and see what was new. I wasn’t disappointed.
Cooking pattern 1
Cooking pattern 2
Cooking pattern 3
I seem to be especially drawn to abstract photography this month. I noticed the lovely colour and patterns left on the parchment paper after cooking supper.
I call them “Cooking Pattern 1, 2 and 3.”
Still further proof that beauty lies in unexpected places…
Can you guess what I was cooking?