We continue to live through strange times. Times that require us to respond with resolve, creativity, and compassion.
Which brings me to this week’s blog post. Last week, I wrote about the objects I was finding emerge from beneath the melting snow, the time of year poet Mary Oliver calls “the gray flux before spring.”
Today is a follow-up.
The element that connects all of this week’s photos is the fact that each features a snippet of ‘found’ text. The late-winter/early-spring sun helped reveal these little gems, and my camera eagerly sought them out, aided by Edna’s curious nose. (Edna is our infinitely loving Basset Hound. She is one of the few – very few – living beings that I let accompany me when I’m photographing.)
There’s a bizarre randomness to these photos. A clever writer could no doubt craft a story shaping them into an elegant plot. Shades of Colonel Mustard in the library with a candlestick.
But for the purposes of this blog, I’d prefer not to impose a meta-narrative. On one level, they’re just ten photos of discarded stuff. Not beautiful in any conventional way. But each is a testament to resilience and determination in the face of adversity. And each has survived to tell its own unique story. Not bad qualities to celebrate these days.
Larry Tayler Photography
Belleville, Ontario, Canada