What’s happening in our neck of the woods and in other necks not so woody
Upriver were pairs of Sooty and Pied Oystercatchers.
We have inherited such a beautiful world that we are wasting cruelly.
Their food trees are not doing well in the dry so they are in the gardens after callistemons etc.
The monochromatic images offer a dreamlike quality . . .
The peacock’s tail worried Darwin, and more, made him feel ‘sick’ . . . but then . . .
Photography is a marvellous discovery, a science that has attracted the greatest intellects, an art that excites the most astute minds – and one that can be practised by any imbecile. Nadar
If photography is to be discussed on a serious level it must be described in relation to death. It’s true that a photograph is a witness, but a witness of something that is no more. Roland Barthes
Photographs are read as intentional and as prone to accidental details, timing, the unexpected. The world is out of our control.
The only nature we know is a realm reconfigured as our tools construe it, even to the point of seeming so independent of us that it emerges as a wonderful other, which we believe we can touch only if we release ourselves from all devices. David Rothenberg,
Nature is unlike art in terms of its product – what we in general know it by. The difference is that it not only created, an external object with a history, and so belonging to a past; but also creating in the present, as we experience it. As we watch it is so to speak rewriting, reformulating, rephotographing itself. John Fowles,