28 December, 2011
I've had the last few days - most likely like you - with precious little to do. Been in the office a bit. Catching up with friends. And reflecting on the holiday that has just passed.
I'm always fascinated with the build up to any holiday. And the inevitable aftermath. We seem to absolutely submerge ourselves in Christmas carols and shopping. Decorating and cooking. Mailing cards and hosting parties. But, usually by around noon on Christmas day - it's over. And it all immediately looks dated. Wrapping debris everywhere - and piles of dirty dishes in the sink.
I've discovered a theme in the images that I had been collecting for the last few weeks. Sometimes when I open one of my image folders - I see thoughts and ideas that I had never planning on. Images of a holiday - that can stretch beyond the 26th of December. Kind of a late December palate cleanser. An etude in black and white. A time of the longest night. But, the beginning of longer brighter days. Years ending. Years beginning.
A bracing sorbet for those of us who are visually stimulated . . .