This month, as we all know, is features Mother’s Day. You don’t need me to tell you what a difficult year it has been since the last one. But even without our recent experience, Mother’s Day can be tough for many of us. So, from me to everyone who miss being with their Mum on this special day, here is just about my favourite still life photograph that I’ve taken recently.
Here I use striking black tulips bowing over a collection of items full of symbolism. The broken bird’s egg and the empty shells speak of transition. Of young moving on, quite literally leaving the nest. The feathers re-enforce this idea and the ink well speaks of the transcience of life, anything written down will not last forever. The tulips are bending over, as if listening to a child.
I photographed this looking to produce a traditional still life in a very modern setting. The blue of the blackbird’s egg is a focal point while the plump figs nestling behind speak fertility and sexuality.