Photography & Granularity Vol. II
From Earth to thought...
I think of photography as a granular art. Capturing the small to see the big. As such, I’m beginning a four-week series pairing two hobbies of mine: photography & writing.
The texture of this one is hard to ignore. All of the bark has a different texture, something different to focus on and yet they are connected by their shared tree. I was struck by both their difference and sameness.
This is the first picture I ever took when I dug my Canon Rebel d5 from it’s place collecting dust in my closet. It looks putrid: dirt and mud and yet there is beauty in it’s reflection: more branches. What at first is considered ugly transformed into beauty.
Doesn’t this look like it was taken in Ireland? It was taken on a small backroad in New Canaan, Connecticut, believe it or not. The texture in this picture - from the sparsely stacked rocks to the growing moss to the sharp edges of the tree stump - are all quite potent.