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Post by Kath on Feb 4, 2024 10:27:10 GMT
Kath's bulbs reminded me of this one. Prefer yours though Kath.  broken bulb by Nigel G, on Flickr Very similar feelings evoked! Love it. |
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Post by dreampolice on Feb 4, 2024 10:55:21 GMT
I've been thinking about it in terms of kintsugi which you will no doubt have heard of...if not it's the practice of mending broken ceramics etc with gold. The idea being that instead of just chucking something away, you celebrate the beauty of its history, including the breakage, and end up making something more beautiful because of it. (Or at least, that's my interpretation). I feel wabi-sabi is basically looking for beauty in simplicity, that may be a bit broken but which in a way is elevated by that. Or something that is rough hewn but more precious because of it. I experienced this sense when my son was born. He had a huge scar on his neck/shoulder from where he'd caught on my pelvic bone as I was trying to deliver him, but all I could think was that it just emphasised how perfect the rest of him was. I'm sure I'd have preferred him not to be scarred, obviously, but the nurses were all keen to tell me it would fade and not to worry about it and I couldn't quite get how to tell them that not only did it not matter that he had this mark, but that it made him all the more precious. There's a photographer whose name I've totally forgotten now, who photographed a widower in (I think) Brighton, and followed him around documenting his life. One photograph really stood out for me; it was a glass jar with a single daffodil in, stem broken, held up iwth some combination of a lolly stick and an elastic band. It wasn't so much the broken daffodil, but the way he'd cared so much about it to fix it. It was just beautiful. That's wabi-sabi for me. I'm sure there are many many other interpretatoins though! (Found it: kaylynndeveney.com/the-day-to-day-life-of-albert-hastings)I like her photos. Edith and Len is a sad portfolio. |
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Post by zou on Feb 4, 2024 11:26:24 GMT
I've been thinking about it in terms of kintsugi which you will no doubt have heard of...if not it's the practice of mending broken ceramics etc with gold. The idea being that instead of just chucking something away, you celebrate the beauty of its history, including the breakage, and end up making something more beautiful because of it. (Or at least, that's my interpretation). I feel wabi-sabi is basically looking for beauty in simplicity, that may be a bit broken but which in a way is elevated by that. Or something that is rough hewn but more precious because of it. I experienced this sense when my son was born. He had a huge scar on his neck/shoulder from where he'd caught on my pelvic bone as I was trying to deliver him, but all I could think was that it just emphasised how perfect the rest of him was. I'm sure I'd have preferred him not to be scarred, obviously, but the nurses were all keen to tell me it would fade and not to worry about it and I couldn't quite get how to tell them that not only did it not matter that he had this mark, but that it made him all the more precious. There's a photographer whose name I've totally forgotten now, who photographed a widower in (I think) Brighton, and followed him around documenting his life. One photograph really stood out for me; it was a glass jar with a single daffodil in, stem broken, held up iwth some combination of a lolly stick and an elastic band. It wasn't so much the broken daffodil, but the way he'd cared so much about it to fix it. It was just beautiful. That's wabi-sabi for me. I'm sure there are many many other interpretatoins though! (Found it: kaylynndeveney.com/the-day-to-day-life-of-albert-hastings)Yes to all of that. Kintsugi is a great example as you say; it highlights the damage and implies that the broken can be more complete/full/valuable than the unbroken. |
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Post by peterob on Feb 4, 2024 14:09:23 GMT
I've been thinking about it in terms of kintsugi which you will no doubt have heard of...if not it's the practice of mending broken ceramics etc with gold. The idea being that instead of just chucking something away, you celebrate the beauty of its history, including the breakage, and end up making something more beautiful because of it. (Or at least, that's my interpretation). I feel wabi-sabi is basically looking for beauty in simplicity, that may be a bit broken but which in a way is elevated by that. Or something that is rough hewn but more precious because of it. I experienced this sense when my son was born. He had a huge scar on his neck/shoulder from where he'd caught on my pelvic bone as I was trying to deliver him, but all I could think was that it just emphasised how perfect the rest of him was. I'm sure I'd have preferred him not to be scarred, obviously, but the nurses were all keen to tell me it would fade and not to worry about it and I couldn't quite get how to tell them that not only did it not matter that he had this mark, but that it made him all the more precious. There's a photographer whose name I've totally forgotten now, who photographed a widower in (I think) Brighton, and followed him around documenting his life. One photograph really stood out for me; it was a glass jar with a single daffodil in, stem broken, held up iwth some combination of a lolly stick and an elastic band. It wasn't so much the broken daffodil, but the way he'd cared so much about it to fix it. It was just beautiful. That's wabi-sabi for me. I'm sure there are many many other interpretatoins though! (Found it: kaylynndeveney.com/the-day-to-day-life-of-albert-hastings)Yes to all of that. Kintsugi is a great example as you say; it highlights the damage and implies that the broken can be more complete/full/valuable than the unbroken. I hadn't heard of Kintsugi. I'm even more confused now. Is this more like it ? My wife and son were collecting pebbles at Llangollen for something and I found this one and took the picture of it to show them and ask if that's what they were looking for (I couldn't bend down to pick it up). It wasn't. I was struck by the fact that it seemed about half-way between the other stones so made a diagonal pattern that was quite pleasing to my eye even though it is a bit messy. I'm fairly sure that I cropped it.  274A1205.jpg by Pete, on Flickr Looking for that I found this one. There are five frames almost the same and it looks like I was trying for symmetry with the line of the water up the centre of the frame. This is the closest.  274A1259.jpg by Pete, on Flickr |
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Post by kate on Feb 4, 2024 15:17:38 GMT
Once there were two pairs.  wellies by Kate Ferris, on Flickr (Actually the last thing I threw away.) |
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Post by kate on Feb 4, 2024 15:19:08 GMT
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Post by kate on Feb 4, 2024 15:20:21 GMT
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Post by kate on Feb 4, 2024 16:05:02 GMT
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Post by peterob on Feb 4, 2024 16:37:22 GMT
Past its best.  IMG_0111-Enhanced-NR.jpg by Pete, on Flickr Early (2010) attempt at flower photography before I realised how much blemishes show up on the screen. Also 2020 missing symmetry and blemishes  IMG_0007.jpg by Pete, on Flickr |
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Post by peterob on Feb 4, 2024 16:55:41 GMT
Apologies for being boring on flowers but I found this one in the archive too (from 2012). Now I can run the latest Lightroom Classic it is amazing what the AI denoise, which also does the enhanced demosaicing, can do with the old 5D files. Broken symmetry  BV9R0136-Enhanced-NR.jpg by Pete, on Flickr |
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Post by peterob on Feb 4, 2024 17:30:14 GMT
Still playing with the new Lightroom. Ravaged. This is really imperfect but it does have something about it. Certainly way off theme. Stuck on the quarterly theme too. Outwith my skill set.  BV9R4808-Enhanced-NR.jpg by Pete, on Flickr |
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Post by donerundlecams on Feb 9, 2024 6:23:53 GMT
I hope this is appropriate .... a snap I took from a train journey around 10 years ago Cheers, Jack  |
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Post by dans on Feb 9, 2024 10:53:00 GMT
You asked...be warned... Spring Bulbs, LussHunting treasures on the shore But finding none of note I meandered carwards, one among our straggly crowd And spied a string of bulbs aloft. Rain-soaked, spattered and shattered They spoke to me of poetry: A melancholy parody of parties past Shades of bright nights and laughter Former glories and hangovers fading ‘til Forgotten. Would I have made a picture had they been intact? I doubt it. Whole, they’d sit among the gnomes and wagon wheels A bland brand statement of personality Bought in bulk from B&M. But broken, battered, clinging on against the odds Suffering soakings, limply accepting spider silks as Adornment They caught my eye as my eye is often caught By things left out to rot. That's great Kath, I love that inspiration to be creative comes from so many unexpected places. I have an exhibition coming up with a poet, matching images to her poetry, it's nice to be inspired by someone else's creativeness |
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Post by peterob on Feb 10, 2024 15:27:11 GMT
Still struggling with this 1/4 web + new leaf - taken today.  DSCF6888.jpg by Pete, on Flickr |
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Post by zou on Feb 10, 2024 21:16:12 GMT
Still struggling with this 1/4 web + new leaf - taken today. DSCF6888.jpg by Pete, on Flickr This is simply lovely. The way the geometry of the web contrasts with the out of focus areas is certainly - in my view - a valid interpretation of the theme. |
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