A dear friend brought us a rose from her garden. I put it in a glass of water on the counter where I look every day. Over the next days, probably 2-3 weeks, it aged. I looked up at it in a flash one day…wilted, leaning over the glass, water evaporated, petals in a pile next to the glass. I saw this photograph in that flash.
It stayed in my head for around 2 years. So finally, I set up a spot in the studio, picked a rose from our garden and photographed it every day for a couple of weeks. It only took seconds each day, but was so exciting and really looked forward to each ‘new’ session/step to the photograph.
And so here it is.
I pondered for some days on what photograph to put forward. I hadn’t thought of this one in awhile, then it popped into my head out of the blue. And as I write this, the mother of our dear friend who brought the original rose, has been moved to hospice care.