“A longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening. If one listens to them silently for a long time, this longing reveals its kernel, its meaning. It is not so much a matter of escaping from one’s suffering, though it may seem to be so. It is a longing for home, for a memory of the mother, for new metaphors for life. It leads home. Every path leads homeward, every step is birth, every step is death, every grave is mother.” – Hermann Hesse
In the Dordogne region of Southern France – I woke one morning to the most gorgeous sunrise, the morning mist was heavy and filtered the pale sunlight. The air was cold and gentle, everything I saw was covered in a veil of pale translucent golden white. As the sun rose, the trees, covered in jewel drops of water, began to sparkle a million jewels. The sun warmed the air and the mist began to lift, the feeling was magical and the day ahead full of the promise of adventure – with the hope of being totally lost in France.
Nature itself is abstract and transient. When we sit in the forest or by the ocean we become absorbed with a feeling, aroused by the sounds and colors.
Photography is a way to express our own personal essence and moment in time.
River Ocean is a celebration of water in all its varied forms. The ominous power of water in a constant state of flux, fascinating to photograph, able to hold the color of the sky or the surrounding rocks and plants. We relate to water as a key element, our own bodies comprise 70% and our emotions rise and fall with the tides.
The sheer diversity of its forms stirs us deep within, whether we sit watching a turbulent ocean or the peaceful nature of a stream or slow moving river. Water never ceases to amaze and reflect our own emotions and feelings.
Capturing the essence of water has always been something I hold very dear. I especially love to walk along river beds, to explore between the rocks and the unpredictable journey of the water as it returns to its own source.