A rare occurrence in Britain- the sun was actually shining today, and it feels like spring may have finally arrived, so obviously I didn’t need much encouragement to grab my camera and head out into the garden.
Since I was small I’ve always loved pottering around in the garden, planting bulbs and adding colour, and one thing I have on my ‘to do’ list this year is adding a vegetable patch, but making it puppy proof is going to be difficult. In fact, I think it’s going to be near impossible- still I love a challenge. But today, as I ventured out into my garden I could see daffodils and tulips emerging, the first buds on the trees, and colour finally making an appearance.
It’s no surprise that I love capturing the intricate details of plants, so I had my macro lens at hand, ready to capture those hidden details. And after watering the garden, I then noticed a menagerie of droplets on the daffodils, delicately glistening in the sunlight, and I really couldn’t miss the opportunity to capture them. I hope you enjoy.
And I’ve said this before, and I’ll say it again, the world just looks better through a macro lens. Happy spring!
New York during ‘fall’. Think russet-coloured leaves, and pumpkins adorning stoops of brownstones, along beautiful tree-lined streets. My idea of heaven!
Many films growing up sparked a love affair with New York, but none more so than Home Alone 2 Lost in New York. Ever since I can remember, autumn and winter have been my favourite time of year, and in 2010 my twin sister and I managed to tick Christmas in New York off our bucket list. Now it was time for Halloween, another one of our obsessions. The idea of seeing copper-coloured leaves, and pumpkins, filling the narrow streets of New York City was a dream, something I had always wanted to see. So in 2012 we booked our flights and I was in charge of research. I was busily looking for exciting things to do and I came across a pumpkin flotilla in Central Park. I’d never heard of such an idea so naturally it intrigued me- this was something I HAD to see.
About four days before we were due to travel, I received an email from one of my American cousins, with the subject ‘Potential for severe weather- next week’, so curiously, I opened it and it read….
“see below girls- it could have an impact on your time in NY and PA, so keep an eye on the weather and prepare accordingly. It may also affect us travelling into Philly.”
I thought, okay, a bit of wind and rain won’t affect us too much will it? Little did I know that the biggest storm to hit New York and the East Coast, and the largest Atlantic Hurricane in history was on its way. It was dubbed many names, ‘100 year storm’, ‘Frankenstorm’, and ‘Superstorm Sandy’, but the the email above was of course referring to Hurricane Sandy.
Not surprisingly, the flotilla didn’t go ahead that weekend. In fact New York City unprecedently shut down, the subway was suspended, shops closed for days and flights in and out of the East Coast were cancelled. The last time this happened was in 2001 during September 11th.
Our visit was a truly historic experience and we still managed to go about our trip- we just walked 100s of blocks to most places throughout the city, and even got the first train out of New York to Philadelphia, two days after the hurricane hit. Walking the streets and seeing Manhattan in complete darkness is something I’ll never forget. The city that never sleeps was unrecognisable.
It wasn’t until a year later that I suddenly thought about bringing the flotilla to Birmingham and could think of no better place than Sarehole Mill. The Mill Pond would be perfect. I tentatively suggested the idea to Irene DeBoo, who was the Property Manager at the time. I thought she’d laugh it off as a stupid idea (but in a polite way of course), and I was thrilled that she completely loved the idea and immediately started making plans a year in advance. Irene recruited the volunteers, two of which really made it happen, Allan Long and Dave Broadfield. Both designed and built the floats that the pumpkins would sit on while floating on the Mill pond. We had a test run a week before and everything went perfectly!
Last year’s flotilla was a massive success and I hope this year’s one will also be. Without the support of Irene and the creativity and ingenuity of the Mill volunteers, I doubt my dream would have been fulfilled. It goes without saying that I owe a lot to them!
So if you’re free this half term, try to make it to the UK’s only pumpkin flotilla and hopefully we won’t have to battle with the storm of a generation, maybe just a little bit of rain. But in fact, I owe a lot to that fateful trip, because if Hurricane Sandy hadn’t hit New York, I may not have been inspired to bring the flotilla to Birmingham, but rather, savour my memories of Central Park.
Sarehole’s Pumpkin Flotilla is on 29 and 30 October. To book tickets please call 0121 348 8263.
Last week I set myself the challenge of photographing weeds, yes, weeds! I can guess what you’re thinking- weeds are ugly, pointless, perennially-annoying things that we try to rid from our lawns and borders every year! Think again. Believe it or not, weeds are often much more photogenic close-up than a flower, because I find their structure is more striking and intricate when magnified.
So, what’s the difference between a weed and a flower? Well, not a lot actually. Simply put, a weed is defined as “a plant growing out of place”, so any plant could be considered a weed if it’s not where you want it. Think a poppy growing in your lawn- maybe you don’t want it there. Maybe you do- it’s simply a matter of opinion. But enough with the science, let’s get to the artistic stuff.
I decided to photograph some weeds around the local area, and I have to say, I much prefer delving deep into a weed’s structural beauty than that of a traditional flower. I think it’s because a weed surprises you with its fragile beauty, something that we rarely see as we’re only too keen to remove them from our gardens. I myself have been guilty of mowing over buttercups, dandelions and daisies, but now I see them differently, and maybe in the future I won’t be too quick to rid them from my garden. Through a macro lens, a weed is suddenly transformed into a graceful-looking and delicate structure. Its rough and unrefined texture instantly changing into an ethereal form, or at least, that’s what I see anyway.
Without weeds our ecosystem would disappear because the array of animals and insects that rely on them would no longer be supported and able to survive, their habitat destroyed. That’s why wildflower meadows are so important, but sadly they’re in decline.
It was only when I was photographing weeds last week that I actually stopped to notice the number of fauna that depend on weeds and wildflowers, as the bees and butterflies nonchalantly went about their business, hovering above me. And as I held my camera, ready to take my next snap, it occurred to me that I’ve seen a distinct lack of butterflies this summer, but as soon as I walked into a wildflower meadow just a mile away from my house, there it was, a menagerie of butterflies and bees, freely floating through the summer breeze.
Butterflies love weeds, so manicuring our lawns to perfection and introducing non-native species of plants is actually doing more harm than good, to wildlife that is. So if you have time next spring, sow some seeds and leave a section of your garden to become a little overgrown, and simply let nature do its thing. You won’t be disappointed with the result, especially when nature takes hold once more, and if you’re a keen photographer like me, what a sight it will be!
Okay, okay, I know we moan about the rain and constantly talk about the weather in Britain, longing for hot summer days to arrive so we can bask in the glorious sunshine, but have you ever stopped for a minute to notice the beauty and intricacy of rain? The structure and fragility of a rain droplet is simply beautiful, especially as it balances precariously on a tulip petal, displaying all of its cylindrical beauty. Capturing its bubble-like quality is something I absolutely love, and as it rained briefly overnight this weekend, I grabbed my camera and out into the garden I went to take a photo or two.
Rain has an ethereal quality that sometimes we fail to notice, as we’re more content with keeping our hair dry and sheltering from the impending downpours that are so commonplace in this country. And let’s be honest, do we really care how pretty rain water is if we want to keep our feet dry? Perhaps not.
The beauty of shooting in macro is that a droplet of rain is swiftly transformed from an invisible and microscopic structure into this larger-than-life, visible entity that has a fairy-like quality from another world. As I said in my previous blog, macro photography delicately frames the structures of nature that we don’t usually see giving us a rare glimpse into a hidden world- a world we really shouldn’t have access to.
My sister and I adored Art at school, studying it until A Level, and we actually owe a lot to our art teachers, because at age 14, we were introduced to artist, Georgia O’Keefe, best known for her paintings of flowers and skyscrapers (another one of my loves). Today, as I look through the camera lens, I am still inspired by O’Keefe and attempt to somehow create my own O’Keefe-like images that will continue to inspire me for years to come.
Next time you’re sheltering from the rain, or get caught in an inevitable downpour, maybe imagine the beauty that is ready and waiting to be captured, and if not, make sure you carry an umbrella, but just remember what you’re missing.
It’s April and spring has well and truly arrived, with the browns and fawns of winter finally disappearing, slowing transforming into the lush, rich greens of spring. So what better reason to dig out my macro lens and start snapping. Macro photography is something that has fascinated me for a long time but I only started shooting in macro relatively recently, around two years ago.
I especially love the freedom a macro lens gives the photographer, enabling you to get a sneak peek into an intricate world, and up-close and personal with nature itself. There’s so much that we can’t see with the naked eye, but a macro lens instantly changes all of that, taking you on a journey into a ‘hidden’ world in a matter of seconds. As soon as I look through the lens, I’m propelled into a new world filled with intricate textures and vibrant colours, and that ‘hidden’ world instantly becomes larger than life.
The texture and detail a macro lens captures is just stunning, framing the delicate structures of nature that we don’t usually see, and I feel as though I’m being allowed behind-the-scenes access when I look through this lens, obtaining a unique glimpse of nature. My favourite things to photograph range from flowers, lady birds and bees, but kindly asking a bumble bee to stay still is not an easy feat, so you’ll definitely need some patience if you want to shoot in macro. And don’t even try to shoot on a windy day because that is near to impossible- still I love a challenge.
Photography has literally changed the way I view everything, constantly looking for my next photo, and with the beauty of spring finally taking hold, I can’t wait for the sudden bursts of colour in the summer as our gardens transform into lush and leafy spaces yet again. So, when you walk around your garden this spring, think of that hidden world that really isn’t that invisible after all.
Look out for my blog post next month as I capture the South of France through a macro lens, or follow me on Twitter @AnneMHayes.