Still life images are a sign that I am (creatively) in trouble.
At best, a still life says I am still alive. A combination of ugly weather, administrative tasks for the camera club and a significant dollop of laziness kept me indoors yesterday. I mentioned the previous day that Mary had walked from Breaker Bay to Lyall Bay. I forgot to mention that she likes to gather things from the beach, A handful of shells, some odd rocks and some sea-wrack all came home with us, and willing posed to have their picture taken.
They were not particularly talkative and I have little to say about them, but they gave me a chance to practise close-up shots.
I shall try for some real life today, despite the weather.
It’s a bleak day so let’s see what it brings.