That’s what this group is about for me, and whether I comment or not – I gain a huge amount from the work that members and guests put up. It’s amazing what triggers the next step forward.
This is the last image in my set of numbers. Ferg got the “I’m stuck” call, and despite me saying I wanted to make meaningful pictures, gave me the challenge. A meaningless picture each day. Just a number, that’s all.
It might have started that way but I’ve been amazed at how the series started to become a way for me to record parts of my life, without me even realising. Because I didn’t go out to “find” a number most days, it became about creating the number from me and my surroundings.
So there you have it. Portrait didn’t come into it anywhere there when we discussed it, but that’s what you have in the series. A portrait of me.
And here, the Harewood Tavern. A picture that has opened up a whole new line of investigation. Many of the comments that came out of the series on facebook have resonated, and this morning, at 4.35am they suddenly came to me in a more sensible form (I struggle with coherent at that time of the morning!); a form that may be the basis for my photos down here. Heaven knows the bush and the hills and the water aren’t within the 5min walk they used to be, so the focus was bound to change. I think that’s what “stuck” me. And my mind. Bloody mind.
Thank you Fergus! You’ve done more for me, as usual, than you would ever have imagined.