PHOTOGRAPHER’S JOURNAL: Robert Frost famously described the woods as “lovely, dark and deep,” but did not linger there, had “promises to keep.” When I first began carrying a camera on hikes through the woods I wanted to capture the austere beauty I found there, but when I got my pictures home, they were anything but deep; in photographs the depth of the forest became a flat wall. I realized the perception of those timeless depths came, in part, from the busy gossip of leaves, birds and streams, and from the phenomenon of binocular vision and from my forward motion along the trail.
This is the first posting of a new photographic project I’m calling “Deep Woods.” To make these photographs I am closing one eye and trying to be still.
2 comments:
How lovely, Ted. This will be fun. For one thing, this reminds me of the path along the ledges where I grew up in Michigan (Grand Ledge) along the Grand River. Many happy memories.
And this is also where Astrid and I hiked when you and Jane stayed in. It will be hard to continue at this level.
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