For as long as I’ve been making photographs with intention (since around 2005), I’ve photographed living things, and dying – or dead – things.
Mostly flowers and trees, in various states of decay and disintegration, with the occasional dead animal or bird in between.
Whilst I rarely capture (or try to capture) anything that moves (except our kids!), and favour a form of found still life photography, I am endlessly fascinated with nature and all its cycles.
And perhaps the dying, the decaying, the falling, and the fading, holds even more allure than the living.
My collective body of photographs certainly contains more dying matter than living.
I think partly this is to connect and reconnect time and time and time again with nature, the source of perhaps all calm and grounding and awe and wonder.
Partly it’s to escape from the man made – in all its industrial, mechanical, digital manifestations – and return to more organic and simpler times.
Partly it’s because there’s no beauty like that in nature, and it’s eminently accessible, right there beneath our feet and above our heads.
We don’t need to travel the seven natural wonders of the world to appreciate the intricate, joyous beauty of nature, it can be found in a decaying leaf, or an early morning spider’s webs, or a cloud formation against a majestic sky.
How about you? How does the cycle of life and death (and natural generally) have a place in your photography?
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