Clambering the stair of despair - © KjTaylor_
Paloma Setaro
Saltwater Ballads - © KjTaylor_
Maryna Sedin
Sea Breeze - © KjTaylor_
Maryna Sedin
The Florist | Diptych - © KjTaylor_
Bored out of my mind - © KjTaylor_
The Thawing Process - © KjTaylor_
Paloma Setaro
You’re tender and you’re tired - © KjTaylor_
Paloma Setaro
Whilst the sun is scorching around Europe at the moment there are times of year we grab every ray of sunshine we can.
This set is from an abandoned water dam frozen in late winter, the warm sun had started to thaw the ice and snow, as life started to return.
WINTER SUN
BY MOLLY FISK
How valuable it is in these short days,
threading through empty maple branches,
the lacy-needled sugar pines.
Its glint off sheets of ice tells the story
of Death’s brightness, her bitter cold.
We can make do with so little, just the hint
of warmth, the slanted light.
The way we stand there, soaking in it,
mittened fingers reaching.
And how carefully we gather what we can
to offer later, in darkness, one body to another.
It’s wonderful to be by the sea under the glorious summer sunshine, but it’s beautiful when the storms roll in.
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“But now we’ll float
Take life as it comes
We’ll float
Take life as it comes”
Words of Polly Jean Harvey
Creating images with simple popping lights and someone with experience and a love for dance is so rewarding. These are images I hadn’t published, were taken sometime ago, I am happy to finally get them out there!
I feel a connection to the mood of these images, the feeling the weather and nature during the shoot to that of the poems by John Masefield’s Saltwater Ballads
Here is an excerpt from the book:
SEA-FEVER
I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face and a grey dawn breaking.
I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must down to the seas again to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.
Title: Salt-Water Ballads
Author: John Masefield
This is kinda like the B-side to my last blog. I really like this, however it has a different mood to it and therefore chose to exclude it. But like all good B-sides it deserves it moment.
How do you get your mysterious imagination to shine in your image ?
When planning and during photo shoots ( as well as in a post processing environment ) I am constantly looking at ways to give the image some mystery. I particularly like motion blurs and unfocused subjects.
During a shoot I did with model Paloma in a quiet remarkable place, a frozen water dam in Finland a few years ago, it was difficult to choose whether my focus should be on the model or the amazing ice walls which have formed. I feel I may of missed an opportunity to maximise the potential for a story and mystery on this occasion.
This platform is full of wonderful artists whom create amazing photos with meaning, I wonder what your thoughts are to get that mysterious image and the viewer’s attention ?
I feel melancholy brings out the best of my photography, I do attempt joyful and playful photos but very rarely can I connect with the image.
On this profile my goal is to present timeless and tasteful portraits, with ambiance and a story.
Website comings soon when I get my act together… maybe!
