Description While determined to see my project through with my tulips, studying and recording on pseudo-film their beauty at all stages, I'm starting to get really bored. Yes, they are gorgeous and it seems I can find all kinds of ways to show their beauty off. I can even find ways to illustrate how beautiful they are in death studying their skeletons and drooping petals and wilting leaves. So, while I continue to record the beauty of this flower, I'm experimenting with other aspects of a tulip's life. For example, how do they move? Strange thing to contemplate, but then that would be me. When young, tulips move with resilience, holding their heads high against the wind, bouncing boisterously while the buds are still tight and still while they are open. But they are also vulnerable at this stage because such tall and water-filled stems are easily snapped.As the flower ages, the stem and flower begin to look battered and beaten by the winds and breezes, but they are beginning to develop unique lines and curves. They are becoming easier to determine one flower from the next.By now old, and distinctive in appearance, the flower with the wilted stem is not so easily blown and whipped about by the wind. They hug the ground or whatever it is that the tulip falls to rest on. Having lived long and learned well from the experiences of life, the aged flower lives on long enough to share the beauty of age, should anyone take the time to stop and enjoy the curves and swirls and lines in its wrinkles. For you see, flowers have their own individual sets of wrinkles, just as people do. But it takes more strength to look into the face of a person.
Brenda Leitow Member Since October 2009 Artist Statement Photography is one of the most essential things to a happy life, in my world. Every time I get out my camera I go out and bathe myself in light and color and line and texture... and everything in the world around me. Photography is a very emotional art for me. When I take photos in the rain, or in the morning dew, or when the light gets soft near sunset, or sharp at sunrise, the light creates such an atmosphere that I can almost feel the colors melting right into my being, creating their lasting impressions. My job as an artist is to capture colors, not always as I see them, but also how I imagine them to be. I manipulate light and color to my desire. It's rather like a prism, bending the light, showing color. Only as a photographer I bend the light less precisely, leaving some breathing space for the light to find its own path. The light creates itself in that way, taking away my control, and does amazing things with color that never even occurred to me to imagine.
If you wish to read more about me and my art, follow the link below. Linda Scott Galok has written a wonderful feature that showcases many pieces of my work and details what it's like for me to live with bipolar disorder.