Sunday, 18 April 2010
PROMISE OF THINGS TO COME
I try to remember to take my camera with me because it never fails that when I don't have it I see something worth capturing. This morning was one of those times when I had it and thought I wasn't going to use it, not that I was really looking out for something to photograph. I was mulling over things, walks are good for mulling, the steady steps seem to clear your head, relax your body and make things clearer in your mind. Thats when my eye caught the dried corn at the side of the path, it's bleached with the cold wind that whips across the fields and down the path but it stands there, upright, a little tattered and mishapen but upright. Then as if on cue the sun peeked out from behind the clouds and shone on it and for a split second it was gold again, showing the promise of what will come. Because come summer green shoots will sprout through and new corn will appear and throw forth it's beauty and bounty. Stuff has been going on this week which has made me wonder about my continued pursuit in my journey as an artist, I know I have a mountain to climb but I'm upright and that dried up clump of corn this morning has shown me that there could still be a promise of things to come.