I have to thank the young photographer who chose my sunset lit corner to shoot portraits of her friend (or client) against the backdrop of the brick buildings across the street. Hearing conversation i peeked out my front door and noticed them working, first against the future Apple Market cater-corner to the my house and then by the side wall of Paris Jewelry. I decided to causally watch them work. Not in a stalker sort of way, mind you, but like any photographer interested in the seeing the way other photographers work. So i thank them because they drew me out into the best light of the day. At first i noticed the catalpa tree in my yard, which is just staring to bloom, and the play of light on those fragrant white flowers. I went back inside and grabbed my iPhone to take a quick shot. Since the tree was just starting to bloom i figure the best photos were a couple of days off anyway. But then i noticed the irises, well past their prime, bleached of color, backlit by the sinking sun. This was a job for a macro lens so i quickly ran inside for a real camera before the last rays of sunshine disappeared behind the buildings.
I didn't photograph these irises in their prime this year as i usually do. Everybody is always looking to capture images of flowers in their peek bloom, but there is a quiet and reserved beauty to these fading blossoms, drained of the dark, vital hues of life and preparing to wither and pass away.
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©David Sorcher 2015
©David Sorcher 2015
©David Sorcher 2015
©David Sorcher 2015
©David Sorcher 2015
©David Sorcher 2015
©David Sorcher 2015
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