Another in my occasional series about the decimation of rural life. Fellow photographer, Jane Wright who likes to photograph old buildings went to shoot this one and later commented that I have a habit of making Lincolnshire look American. She is probably correct as most of my historical influences are American photographers.
Most farms just have a dog as a trespass deterrent.
For many village pubs lockdown really did end in tiers, this on never recovered.
Starting to get the hang of this iPhone photography stuff now…
A few casual pic’s from the iPhone – not much good for open landscapes when you blow them up but quite pleased in general, especially hand-held in low light.
…or, why I will never be a great photographer.
I was out walking today when I noticed a commotion in the undergrowth. It was a young deer that was completely entangled in a wire fence. As I approached it started to panic, struggle and scream, I didn’t know a deer could make that kind of a noise, it was a kind of loud high pitched squeal which echoed all around the woods. The poor thing was completely stuck and looked to be beyond help without the application of wire cutters. I thought about putting it out of it’s misery rather than leaving it to a lingering death or for the foxes later that night. I decided to at least try and release it first. I had to almost break its legs to get them free and then force it’s body through the tight hole that was constricting it, all the time it was kicking, terrified and screaming. Eventually, I managed to get it free and with only minor cuts it bounded off into the undergrowth and was gone without so much as a thankyou!
Later, on recollection I realised I had no photographs.
What makes a good or bad garden is a matter of personal taste. Such is life that one person’s heaven is another’s hell.
Many thanks to Geoff Mathews for inspiring me to come up with a title to work towards.
I can see I will have to do some research into Bosch.
In the meantime here’s a few pic’s shot on my iPhone…
Why am I doing this, there must be more important things to photograph? With the world the way it is; pandemic, wars, Trump, Tory buffoons, Labour’s self-harming, poverty, environmental disaster – and I choose this! I guess everyone elses focus is on the bigger issues so perhaps that should be reason enough. Then again, I wonder what these images say about the bigger issues? Why should I care? In the grand scheme does it really matter when the human race gets wiped out, tomorrow or a million years. It’s inevitable that it will happen one day. Perhaps it’s a fatalistic view that drives me to photograph the inconsequential, the bizarre, and the seemingly unimportant. Perhaps that’s what living in Lincolnshire is… I need a drink!
Meet the creator of these marvelous objects. Maybe it’s the need to escape reality that drives us to create our own worlds. I could be generalising but, one thing I notice about gardens such as these is that the creators are always friendly, they have a love of nature and often a greater understanding of nature than most people.
A sink used as a convenient receptacle for plant cuttings complete with its own water supply and drainage. Or perhaps an unwittingly created metaphor for life… I definitely need that drink?