Usually when I go for a walk, I end up taking photos of a variety of subjects. Leaves, flowers, little patterns on the ground, anything that catches my attention for a second longer than usual. But a while ago, I decided to do something different. Instead of chasing many subjects, I focused on just one plant and stayed with it.
I tried taking every possible angle that seemed to work. Close-up shots of the petals, wider frames that included the leaves, side views that showed the shape of the bud, even the little details that most people might miss. It felt like I was getting to know the subject, not just photographing it. Like the plant was teaching me how it wanted to be seen.
The lighting that day was subtle, and it gave the photos a soft glow. In black and white, that glow turns into something nostalgic. Without color, the textures become more honest, the gentle folds on the petals, the veins on the leaves, the delicate strands stretching out from the flower. Everything feels quieter, almost like a memory.
I don’t even know the name of this plant, and that’s fine. Sometimes I think we put too much pressure on labeling everything correctly before we allow ourselves to appreciate it. For me, what mattered most was that I noticed it, took time with it, and didn’t let the moment go to waste.
Maybe that’s the lesson I’m keeping from this: you don’t always need to know the name of something to value it. You just need to be present enough to see it.
Have a good day ahead.
~ Andri Cauldwell
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