Komorebi is a word that means the play of sunlight and shadows through trees. I tweeted this photo way back in April when I was on a lockdown walk. But after last weekend’s beach photo I feel like sharing another hopeful sunny photo so I’ve decided to give it a permanent home on the blog.
When we took this photo in August we commented how nice it would be to see this glorious green just as the days are getting short and dark. Little did we know then that when I posted this birthday shot we would have a week of solid rain and grey here in the UK and be facing another lockdown. How far away this weather and freedom feels at the moment.
Happy birthday Jaffa – guessing your half century is going to be a little bit subdued but hope you get an appropriate celebration in due course!
These days vagary is most commonly used when we talk about the vagaries of a situation, meaning an unpredictable or erratic occurrence. But the etymology of the word is vagari, the Latin word for wander.
This weekend’s subject is @lovelustlondon. This coming Wednesday he’ll be joining club 40 and he should be enjoying a vagari in Tibet but due to the vagaries of 2020 he’s not!
This shot was taken a few years ago when we took an early morning walk in Richmond Park. We are going to do a new shoot for his 40th but much like a lot of 2020 it’s on hold until 2021. When spring rolls around we’ll take a day trip somewhere out of the city and get some truly celebratory shots, but until then you can feast your eyes on this one!
“Be like the sun and the meadow, which are not the least concerned about the coming winter.” George Bernard Shaw
August has been such a tonic. Hanging out with family and friends has felt like taking huge gasping breaths of air after too long under water. When we are hunkered down for what is likely to be a long and difficult winter I’m going to look at photos like this and remember these summer days of fun and freedom.
I was very happy on Wednesday to have a photo adventure with Honey and Jaffa. We got a whole load of photos but I think this is my favourite. Jaffa and I first talked about doing photos months ago and we wanted to get them in before he leaves his forties in a few months time. I wasn’t sure if these plans had had a 2020 done on them but happily I was able to get in on the #JaffasJollies fun and here we are!
“Forests may be gorgeous but there is nothing more alive than a tree that learns to grow in a cemetery.” Andrea Gibson*
I really loved this cemetery. A short stroll from Mile End tube, almost as soon as you’re through the gates from the busy streets you’re into woodland that’s grown up around the old headstones. It’s not as wild as Nunhead but it’s certainly more rambling than some I’ve been to. I’ll definitely return to this one to explore more of its nooks and crannies.
We got a few different shots, more of which I’m sure will appear on one of our sites at some point, but this was my favourite. I love the contrast between the dusty path snaking out of the shot and the hard lines of the headstone and how the two elements perfectly frame his body.
*I found this quote through Google and I don’t know Andrea’s work (yet) but I think they may interest some of you. A poet and activist, their poetry focuses on gender norms, politics, social reform and the struggles LGBTQ people face in today’s society.
Coimetrophilia; a special interest and fondness in cemeteries and graveyards (noun).
Anyone who looks at my blog regularly will know now much I love photographing in cemeteries. One of my current projects is to photograph nudes in all of London’s ‘magnificent seven‘. On Thursday I ticked the fifth (Abney in Stoke Newington) off the list with the angelic Honey.
This was by far the busiest and trickiest one to photograph in so far and we had to be very quick and opportunistic in a way that was most definitely pushing our luck. Usually for a shot like the one below we’d have pushed our way deep off the main path into a wilder patch, but here the whole of the cemetery is cut with numerous paths and the graves occupy small patches between them. For this one I was actually stood on a main path and Honey was just a couple of rows in. But she comes well prepared – knickerless, braless and with a strapless dress she could quickly pull up and down. She really is the boldest and the best!
“Spread a fern frond over a man’s head and worldly cares are cast out and freedom and beauty and peace come in.” John Muir
On Tuesday, Exhibit A and I had a photo adventure in the woods. It was food for my soul. I’m lucky enough that he only lives a couple of miles from me so we’ve been able to see quite a bit of each other over the last few months, through doorstep drops of tasty treats and an occasional wander in a park. There’s been a couple of times where I’ve had a physical pang of missing him, when I wished we could be hanging out on my sofa rather than talking to each other from a garden gate, but on the whole apart from the lack of physical intimacy I don’t think lockdown has been too hard on us. On occasions I’ve probably felt closer to him than in before times.
But getting on a train and spending the afternoon wandering around the woods, taking photos of each other and idle chatting was a dose of ‘normal us’ coming back. Of course, while Liv is still on her current contract we have keep physically distanced so whereas as it would usually be back to mine after an afternoon out this time it was tea and wagon wheels on opposite ends of a big log and then me on the train and him in the car. But I woke up the next morning with the same contented feeling I do after one of our really great date nights.
This week has felt a world away from last week where it suddenly all just got too much and I cried for five hours one evening and then started again the next morning when I woke up. As well as mine and EA’s photo adventure, I was able to hang out with one of the other recipients of my daily photos (hallelujah!) and time has been spent in drizzly gardens and sunny woods with friends. Add to this the fact my hairdresser phoned to book me in for mid-July (almost deserving of another hallelujah!) and my Pilates studio is taking bookings for a few weeks’ time and it’s almost like my life is coming back to me. Things won’t be the same for a long time (if ever) but the things that are creeping in bring joy and hope.