
Version three has many of its own poetic charms.


Version three has many of its own poetic charms.


This is a black and white variation of the same subject as yesterday’s post but the angle is different placing the geometry of the tiles as just about a perfect foil to the free flow of light and petals; and the b/w treatment removes the sensuality of the colour which in turn seems to formalize the content as being all about feelings & grey scale aesthetics.


Vase with a rose cutting sits on floor tile in a patch of sunlight; camera snaps from very close above it. Simple setup. Complex result.


Chronic white noise grows until the final rose yields to palate pure


A back-roast, many decades ago, yielded a magnificent form to which I thought I only needed to add some scratch lines and a little ink to ease the butcher’s blind and brilliantly brutal chop, and heighten tone.


Always an unseen late summer word waiting on the pull-rope slippery as a winter mitt and sock

Fillière © 2017