My Etsy shop! Contest is going now through 2/4 to give me enough time to mail out the cards in time for Valentine’s Day. /heart
Valentine Contest from Legends of Darkness Photography!
Win one of these two Happy Valentine’s Day Cards to give to your S.O. this Valentine’s Day! Just like their shopand comment on this post (please follow the links provided) which of the two cards (Strawberry Heart or Romantic Rendezvous) you’d like to win. Contest ends on 2/04 with more than enough time for them to get the card to you in time for Valentines!
The Happy Valentine’s Day cards were hand letter-pressed by Chris Campbell at Big Wheel Press in Easthampton and feature original photographs attached with black photo corners. The insides are blank to write a special message for your loved one.
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I may sound like a broken record right now, but it’s hard for me to find inspiration in the Winter. It seems like all color – and therefor all cheer – has faded from the world. I sit inside my apartment going through old photos, but it’s not the same. There must be something beautiful in this world of white. Hoping to get me out of the house (and perhaps out of the funk), my husband suggested that he and I take a walk after one of the most recent storms. This was brave of him – he has the heat retention of a chihuahua, so wandering around in the snow is something that he might do for me, but rarely to never for himself. In truth, it was quite beautiful in a pristine the world is standing still sort of way – the last post included a shot of the mountain seen through the snow from the walk.
But I’m not a girl to take photos of mountains in the snow – it’s not me. I like shape, color, form…complexity, texture. I visited my favorite local statue of the Madonna, hoping that she would give me inspiration but she was just snow covered and drab. The doors to the closest cemetery were both locked and snowed in. I was about to write the day off as mostly a loss (photographically anyways) when we came across a hydrangea bush covered in snow. The density of the dried petals created spots where the snow had clustered in some place but not in others – it was strikingly beautiful in form and shape. Still, there is a drabness to color of dried flowers covered in snow on a cloudy day. The form and texture of the flowers was inspiring but the final image was not.
If this was summer, if I was feeling inspired at every street corner, I would have moved on – but this was the one object that had caught my attention in weeks. I sat with Lightroom open – wondering? In the end, I ended up with an image that was striking if not particularly indicative of the original. It was frosty and cold, like the day. Still – perhaps not quite right:
Winter is about abstraction – dipping deep within your subconscious to uncover and reexamine the events of the preceding seasons. A hibernation of the body so that the mind can be free – perhaps. As I stared at my “finished” image, I found that though form had been what I was going for, it had too much form. And so I sat down to play – cropping the image this way and that, exploring the new ways that the shapes appeared separated from its whole. I spliced the image into pieces, and then began to reshape it again. The piece is, currently, untitled.
We’ve had a lot of snow here in Westermassland over the last week – not as much snow as some of the rest of the North East, but a lot of snow all the same. On Saturday we went for a walk after the flakes ended – mostly just around the block and down to a local bakery to have the best sticky bun I’ve ever eaten. Also, I took this photo.
It turns out, photographing snow is HARD!
You’ve heard it here first: Spring can’t come soon enough for this not-so-rugged New Englander. I have almost a month until the Amherst Orchid Show and two until the local Spring bulb shows, so I need something to occupy my time. Revisiting the work of last Spring, well, sounds great to me! I will admit that my main fascination with this particular star magnolia tree was that it was surrounded by honey bees getting their first taste of the new season and as such, I have mostly ignored the photos that I took without bees in them. But this shot catches my eye a lot now – I like the soft focus of the background that’s barely not quite just a blur of color and the way that the afternoon light cast golden shadows everywhere. It’s soft and dreamy, just like my thoughts of Spring.
As a botanical photographer, late January and early February is sort of crisis mode for me. It is far too cold for me to want to be outside seeking out inspiration to photograph and quite frankly, I’m a bad enough New Englander to doubt that there is much worth photographing this time of year. There is always a day or two directly after the newest snow and ice storm where I can find a shot or two, but really…I feel about as dead as the flowers that I love so fiercely. As a friend said to me recently, I need to photosynthesize.
As such, Valentine’s Day is far from my favorite holiday. Whether attached or not, I have a hard time seeing past the dreariness of the season. Still, things might look up a bit if I won a photography contest about love, right? Good thing there is one currently being hosted by some of Portland’s coolest independent businesses.
After some consideration, I decided to enter “Romantic Rendezvous” – it is romantic enough but there is still a bit of sadness to the image – it fits February, the upcoming Snowpocolypse, and my general mood.
If you feel so inclined, you can vote for it here: http://bit.ly/1JuAUPv
That would make me a very happy photographer.
“Romantic Rendezvous” was taken at La Divina – an absolutely amazing gelato shop in the French Quarter of New Orleans, LA.
Winter in New England is not a time for exactness though it is sometimes a time for harshness. I take my camera out into the fresh snow and face many challenges – I am not a girl who loves the cold, I am not a girl who loves the glare and there is so little color in my world anymore. I miss the greens – I need to photosynthesize. Still, the hibernating plants hold their own beauty if you know where to look and have a good enough imagination.
The beauty of being an artist is that everything can be something else – all you have to do it look. Clouds become dragons and flowers reflect the cosmos and sometimes – the best times – the plants look back up at you and everything, all of life, is one amazing complete circle.
There’s an elephant in the room – it’s title is overexposure. Sometimes it’s hard to remember as a photographer that a perfectly exposed image isn’t what you’re necessarily going for – it’s effect. We’re an arrogant bunch – each trying to out-do the other with the perfect “capture” (even when we won’t admit to it.)
It’s the depths of Winter yuck in Western Massland and the last thing that I want to do is wander around outside with my camera. Instead, I comb through my rejects of the last year looking for images that I may have overlooked. It’s not overexposed if you call it “art”, right?