Some photos from Part II of my latest blog post about a photo walk around a pond, here in rural France.
My favourite style of photographing is a combination of over exposition and blur. My intention being to obtain in camera, a bright impressionist like image.
These photos are of a smaller pond, next to the big one, which is covered in water lilies, offering a wonderful photo opportunity.
Claude Monet’s numerous paintings of the water lily pond at Giverney immediately comes to mind.
I am fortunate to have seen many of these paintings in Paris and one of my favourite museums to takeour guests to visit is the Musée Marmottan Monet, in the 16e arrondissement.
There is a collection of Monet’s work in the basement of the hôtel particulier that I have never seen crowded. You can sit and contemplate the amazing colours, brushstrokes and energy of Monet’s work quite undisturbed.
And these two images are my interpretation of that iconic theme …..
Below is a slightly over exposed image of the big pond ( 1/4 sec F22, ISO 200).
I selected a part of the image where the trees are reflected in the water and tried out different edits in Lightroom Classic.
From the image above, I created the following images of the reflections.
I wonder which do you prefer 1, 2, or 3?
This part of the woods is in fact private property. Fortunately, the owner has not fenced it all off and there are rarely very many people or any litter, thankfully. I can see myself spending quite a lot of time here with Tess, when we eventually move to our new house nearby, hopefully early next year.
This is my favourite poem about a lake, not that I actually know many.
It is short, effective and easy to remember and it is one of the handful of poems that I have memorized to recite to myself when my brain will not quiet and I have trouble going to sleep. A very useful trick to know, as reciting anything by heart (in your head of course), whether a poem, the multiplication tables or a silly song, will work to stop your thoughts from rambling.
The Lake Isle of Innisfree
by William Butler Yeats.
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
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In my next post, coming soon, I will share with you a series of COVID self portraits that I created during lockdown and which I have sent off to various competitions.
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