From “On Seeing a Painting by Bradley Walker Tomlin” in Ground Work: Selected Poems and Essays 1970-1979 by Paul Auster:
Always the smallest act
possible
in this time of acts
larger than life, a gesture
toward the thing that passes
almost unseen. A small wind
disturbing a bonfire, for example,
which I found the other day
by accident
on a museum wall. Almost nothing
is there: a few wisps
of white
thrown idly against the pure black
background, no more
than a small gesture
trying to be nothing
more than itself. And yet
it is not here
and to my eyes will never become
a question
of trying to simplify
Hello!
For this post, I took a selection of photos from my midwinter mums series and recreated them on black backgrounds. I had only intended to do a handful, but ended out with several handfuls instead — getting a bit carried away when I saw that these flowers looked especially good on black. There were some challenges here: where I left the delicate, parsley-like leaves in the photos, much detailed brushing was necessary in Lightroom to keep them intact. And because the leaves tend to be toward the back of the scene and less focused, I also darkened the color green so that out-of-focusness doesn’t distract from the rest of the image.
It’s been a month of mums! The posts featuring the original versions of these photos are Midwinter Mums (1 of 6), Midwinter Mums (2 of 6), Midwinter Mums (3 of 6), Midwinter Mums (4 of 6), Midwinter Mums (5 of 6), and Midwinter Mums (6 of 6).
Thanks for taking a look!
Beautiful.
Thank you very much!