Somehow the black and white fed into the colour here. It makes a story to me, in Cornish light.
© C.E. Rennie 2015.
I took this photograph a while back now, but I was interested to see what else I might be able to do with it.
This is very different to my usual shots, I mostly tend to avoid such dramatics with landscape – often to me I find the places can end up seeming not quite believable, not as they feel.. I felt inspired to try something new though, so here’s my experiment! I’m kind of pleased with the dark wildness of it, and the highlights on the stone..I’m a little unsure about the sky – this is the actual sky, as it was, but I think I need to work a little more at the edges..
Just for interest, here is my original – such a very different mood!
p.s. I hope you don’t mind the randomness here at the moment – just little thoughts while I’m in and out of other things, but it’s nice to keep a post going every now and then.
I was excited last weekend to find that my music and photographs were featured on Elsa Mora’s generous and lovely blog, Art is a Way.
The first featured image was one that I had kind of put to the back of my mind, and it was nice to be reminded of it. It inspired me to give this small girl a new view..
Sleep just didn’t want to happen in this wild and windy night tonight, so I distracted myself and made this collage.
Layer upon layer of golden fossilised fish..
(this is taken from a scan of a Mene rhombeus, which, according to Bristol University (take a look at their brilliant cabinet of curiosities), is a beautifully-preserved fossil fish from the famous Monte Bolca (or Pesciara) site, in Verona, Italy, from some 50 million years ago!)
I’m working on some new collages at the moment. There are so many decisions to make – how much to include, what works with what, how everything you add creates an extra layer of meaning – does that layer add interest or distraction? Too many choices!
Then sometimes I come back to the original, paired right down, and I like it with no alteration. This is the base that I am working with, an image from a few years ago. After exploring the thousands of possibilities, I’ve ended up now quite enjoying its space. I often come back this way, a confusion of noise, settled down to a few quiet lines.
I’ll post up the layered versions next time, would be good to hear what you think!
is in a thousand things
it is where you are
now, soft asleep
where we lay
years ago, moons ago
when we woke up
at the same time in the morning
facing each others eyes.
Before all this
and still now
it groans in the wind of the hills
and in the aching of lovers lost
and it is in the mourning
and in the living
it is down that street
where the cat fought the fox
it is in your legs
on the line
it is in
the growing of things
from warm soil
from seed, that grows seeds
that fly away
It rests abroad, in other hearts, too,
It is in trees, green and orange
it is in leaves, new and fallen
and yes, it is in the wind
on the grasses
stroking the lines from my face
I have always been
more at home
in the small moments
only in one place
© C. Rennie 2013