As a photographer, I tend to think that I choose my subjects deliberately and with intention; but every now and again, when I scroll back through a period of time (most often because I have a blog post to write!) previously unnoticed and unconscious patterns reveal themselves.
This winter I’ve realised how often the moon has found its way into my photographs. It wasn’t something that I intended to make a theme, and yet there it is: hovering over a reed bed; hanging quietly over fields at dusk; or adding an extra twinkle to a frosty dawn.
Perhaps it reflects something about the season: long nights, cold air, and the habit of always looking for the light. But might it also say something about the moment we’re living in? When the world we inhabit feels noisy, fractured, unravelling, the moon offers a quiet, reassuring constant.
Whatever my unconscious motivation, I’m happy to have discovered this quiet theme in my photos this winter.
Una serie meravigliosa, bellissima. Brava
Wow! These are magical, Helen!
Don’t you just love it when you find yourself in the midst of a series without even realizing it? This one is so much fun and I love that it will probably continue to grow over time. and how do you manage to be in the right time, in the right place with the birds and the moon?! Amazing!
I am always in awe of your bird images! But with the moon too, just WOW! Beautifully written too. I felt it all.