What to do when confronted by one of the most beautiful works of art of all time?
The Weekly Photo Challenge this week is on the theme of “good morning” and nothing sums this up better for me than the very Somerset-style rush hour traffic I often find myself in first thing in the morning.
Not many people can say their rush-hour experience has more cows and tractors in it than cars!
A couple of years back I did a short course in photography, hoping to polish my amateur skills and learn some new techniques. One of my favourite parts was a piece of homework exploring professional photographers work; which is how I came across the brilliantly fabulous Imogen Cunningham.
Born in 1883 in Oregon, she began her life studying the chemistry of photography, developing new techniques for quicker and clearer pictures. She paid her way through University by making slides for botanists and photographing plants, before getting a scholarship in 1909 to study in Dresden.
After her studies she returned to America and set up her own studio in Seattle, specialising in portraits of sitters in their own homes, in her living room, or in the woods surrounding her cottage. You can get a much fuller picture of her life on the Imogen Cunningham Trust website, which has been set up to preserve and promote her work.
Graveyards have always been a rather fascinating places for me. I grew up next door to our village church, so for me the graveyard was more often a place for exploration than a place to be scared of. Being inclined towards history and archaeology, the fascination of graveyards and the stories of the people in them, has been pretty hard to shake.
Earlier this year I visited Putney Vale Cemetery in Wandsworth, London in search of the grave of Howard Carter, one of my childhood heroes. He discovered Tutankhamun’s tomb in 1922 and was probably responsible for me pursuing a career in archaeology. I was pretty pleased to see his simple grave (and give it a bit of a weeding!).