Too cold to photograph
December 18, 2010 § 1 Comment
The past week has been very cold and windy here in southern New England, so I haven’t wanted to photograph outdoors. But after a few days without photography, I get restless. It feels like something is not quite right. Happily, I have a big window in my office, and it suddenly struck me one blustery day that I could take pictures of the view I look at while I’m talking on the telephone and rushing to meet deadlines. The landscape is not spectacular, but it is pleasant . . . a college campus with a few well-tended trees and a hint of a view out to the distant hills.
My winter confinement made me think of this wonderful poem by John Milton.
To Mr. Lawrence
Lawrence of vertuous Father vertuous Son,
Now that the Fields are dank, and ways are mire,
Where shall we sometimes meet, and by the fire
Help wast a sullen day; what may be won
From the hard Season gaining: time will run
On smoother, till Favonius re-inspire
The frozen earth; and cloth in fresh attire
The Lillie and Rose, that neither sow’d nor spun.
What neat repast shall feast us, light and choice,
Of Attick tast, with Wine, whence we may rise
To hear the Lute well toucht, or artfull voice
Warble immortal Notes and Tuskan Ayre?
He who of those delights can judge, and spare
To interpose them oft, is not unwise.
Milton did not have photography to augment his lute and artfull voice, but if he had, perhaps he would have thought that “sparing to interpose the camera oft is not unwise.” My faithful Ricoh CX4, with its multitude of options, from high-contrast black and white to sepia and from square pictures to panoramas, made it easier to find something interesting in this rather plain view.
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