by Gwendolyn Plano
I grew up in the deserts of Southern California, where flowers struggle to survive and cacti thrive. While dad worked in the nearby fields, mom focused on her children -- and her flowers. She planted a row of roses at the far edge of our yard, beyond which wheat stretched deep into the horizon. These multicolored beauties captivated me and elicited dreams of places not so hot, not so dry.
I was recently reminded of my youthful imaginings through the photographs of Louie Rochon. His close-ups of individual flowers brought me back to my secret: I would carefully open a rose bud, petal by petal to peek at its center. I tried to wait for the blossoms to open, but sometimes I was just too impatient.
Finding photographer Rochon's work online was like finding a piece of myself. Though I did not know why I had to see the center of the flower when I was a child, I have a better sense of it now. Hidden within the folds of color is its heart. Precious and pulsing with possibility, this heart awaits our discovery.
Rochon writes: I dance in the dark with a solitary flower, soft music playing in the background, and a camera in my hands - lost in subtle light and vibrant translucent color with my emotions. This can go on for hours, which sometimes results in my flower allowing me to reveal its essence and share it with my friends. That’s what I do. They call it Macro Fine Art Photography. I call it ‘The Dance.’
Don't we all dance with life? Whatever our vantage point might be, when we pause...we see just a little more deeply, and dance a little more ecstatically.
I was recently reminded of my youthful imaginings through the photographs of Louie Rochon. His close-ups of individual flowers brought me back to my secret: I would carefully open a rose bud, petal by petal to peek at its center. I tried to wait for the blossoms to open, but sometimes I was just too impatient.
Finding photographer Rochon's work online was like finding a piece of myself. Though I did not know why I had to see the center of the flower when I was a child, I have a better sense of it now. Hidden within the folds of color is its heart. Precious and pulsing with possibility, this heart awaits our discovery.
Rochon writes: I dance in the dark with a solitary flower, soft music playing in the background, and a camera in my hands - lost in subtle light and vibrant translucent color with my emotions. This can go on for hours, which sometimes results in my flower allowing me to reveal its essence and share it with my friends. That’s what I do. They call it Macro Fine Art Photography. I call it ‘The Dance.’
Don't we all dance with life? Whatever our vantage point might be, when we pause...we see just a little more deeply, and dance a little more ecstatically.
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