|"The Happening" © Glyn Davies 2011 - Click HERE to buy a print|
Trees - spiky, rough, intricate, fractal, textured - these were the perfect contrast to female skin and form, and as the shadows grew longer in the dropping sunlight, surface detail and skeletal formations materialised before me. These wonderful organic elders were figures in their own right, limbs reaching in all directions, twisting, beckoning, warning, insulting, caressing. I fell in love with the heavy solidity of their torsos, thrusting out from the soft lush grass all about, before a controlled confusion of wooden networks just above.
I stayed in the womb of the copse, acute sunset rays now only shafting into my darkening shelter, within them, blood hunting midges were spot-lit in aerial chase. Rabbits bob-tailed beyond my wooden stockade, blissfully ignorant of my eyes watching them from the darkness. In the far distance I could hear voices, but they passed by and then it was silent again, save for the constant rustle of leaves in the evening breeze, and the overhead call of a curlew. And then the light intensity gave way to cool insect-free twilight. I remained in the trees until near dark, unafraid, at one with the woodland. Dead twigs cracked under my footsteps as I finally left to regain the distant path, and a bat caressed my hair as I navigated the twilight terrain.
|"A Light Rustle" © Glyn Davies 2011 - Click HERE to buy a print|
I have acknowledged these trees for so long now, and have already captured numerous portraits of their slender, beautifully contorted figures, which in their own way, have given me blessing for my new human project, which will remain in shadows until such time as a show or book emerge into the light.
The two tree images here are just a brighter taster from this project, which is generally darker, more moody, more intricate, less fathomable, but also less suited to web display than to rich fine-art prints. What I am equally fascinated by, is my growing intrigue over the last year or so into such subject matter - there is a calling I feel - from the trees, why ?
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