How Flowers Speak to Me
Just as we can walk along the street and ignore what one would call an “inconsequential” being, thus can one wander along a path and ignore the beauty and radiance of one of God’s Creations.
The journey with flowers is very similar to the journey into the human body. One starts initially as a photographer experiencing the entire form….looking at the stem, the leaves, the stamens, the pistols, the petals….
Similarily, one initially observes the human body…the skin, the hair, the arms, the legs ….but eventually, with our body, it becomes an inward journey….infinitely inward
And so it is with the flowers…..infinitely observing the play of the light at the most “up close and personal” encounter.
Flowers have postures. Flowers have demeanor. Flowers have faces.
Flowers are seeking the light. In fact their entire life from the moment of “becoming” from a seed pushing it’s small green shoot through the earth is a journey towards the light…through the physicality upwards to the ephemeral.
Flowers dance together. Flowers make love with the wind. Flowers blossom from the sun but are bathed by the rain.
Walking through God’s Creation brings me to a soulful understanding of the Divine Energy Field which exists and becomes life through the tiniest of forms…the unnoticed carries the crucible of all of God’s Highest manifestation.
“Oh Elizabeth, you have created something so special and so personal and very wonderful. Your work is enchanting and disturbing in a gentle way. The close-ups are so intense that there is nowhere to hide… and I like being so close to the essence and feeling of your subjects. Your work is compelling and it stirred me deeply.
Art Collector and former Publisher and President of Atlantic Monthly