A variety of journeys in life and seasons of the heart form the very essence of our time upon this earth. It is through the valleys of the unknown and loneliness that many expressions of creativity lay dormant, waiting to be revealed. So began my 2006 contest essay titled, “How Has the Library Changed Your Life?” A personal journey about a budding photographer discovered by one perceptive librarian—forever changed. Never published but nonetheless read by countless individuals locally and afar since its submission to Woman’s Day Magazine.
My self-taught photography shoots run deep, spreading nutrients to any who will pay attention. The most frequently asked question concerns the black background. Beginning with a black three-ring notebook in 2005, then black poster board, progressing to black satin fabric in 2006, and currently utilizing black painted artist canvas, my backgrounds are simple and inexpensive. Even after years of experimentation and thousands of deleted digitals, I still prefer my one priceless piece of frayed black satin. With my small white garage sale vase, the shrinking black satin fabric, and freshly cut blooms, my long time friends and I can thrive in each other’s company for hours—creating dramatic, artistic works with my camera.
Photo editing used minimally, but darkening the black background even more now a must for my desired dramatic, pop off the page images. Even though I’m far from a photo editing pro, it was exciting to learn how to remove a plastic bag from an otherwise beautiful scene. Everything has its place.
Early morning springtime in a botanical garden—alone with my camera—an exhilarating exploit among the blooms. The pursuit on for that perfect specimen to be added to my digital flower garden. Focused, driven, and obsessed with the dynamics and draw of flower power, oblivious to any who may be near. The lure of the petal, enticed into a secret world of fragrance and beauty not to easily shared.
Garvan Gardens in Hot Springs, Arkansas
A once faded flower in the darkness, now blooming openly in areas never dreamed possible. My character strengthened during the shadows in preparation for my own early morning spring bloom.
The daffodils in the following photographs were graciously given to me after a garden club meeting. Their beauty captured and shared with many since–now with you. Drop by my website www.corinthrose.com t0 view other fragrances from the Father above, with and without the black background. Website slideshow photographs were my first attempts at using fabric as a backdrop. Thanks for stopping by.
Photos were captured with a Canon PowerShot A630.