autumn photography
“Pare down to the essence, but don’t remove the poetry.”
The trip to Japan starts moving from dream stage to reality. Tickets are booked, time to take the first steps into this new world.
Starting to dive into the wabi sabi concept, trying to grasp it by reading (Leonard Koren book for the 2nd time) and photographing. If I were at my studio now, I would probably try to understand it through metal work as well.
The beauty of age, of things impermanent and imperfect.
Sounds pretty perfect to me.
“If you hear a voice within you say ‘you cannot paint,’ then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced.”
The box of colors sat on the very bottom of my bookcase for years, actually since I got it as a gift from my mother in law. A beautiful and pricey wooden box with charcoal and pastels from Faber-Castel. Me, using it? That's for people who can really draw. Sometimes in the future. Maybe.
Then I started a class in painting photos. And the last assignment was to play around with borders.
For the last days I've been playing around and enjoying myself learning new Photoshop options.
Last night, my husband reminded me of the color box. And today, when alone so no one can see me, went upstairs, pulled the box out and dared to give it a try.
So this is it. The first time I combined drawing and photography. The frame was drawn in pastel colors, photographed and combined with a fall color image I took earlier this year in Vermont.
Autumn - my very first painted pictures. Who knows where it will lead?