This past weekend I spent a few hours working on a new series. The loose title for the series is, Seasonal Patterns. This title suggest the source from which my subjects are derived.
Like humans, not all trees were created with the same personalities. Once I began this series about the colors, shapes, textures and subtle differences of fallen leaves, I became more aware of the variety around me. Most of these subjects are not naturally occurring in the locations I find them. These trees have been grown, harvested then transplanted along city streets and walking paths for the purpose of adding color to our daily routines.
While few of us think about the tone, both physically and psychologically, set by these deciduous trees, they play a large part in the establishment of atmosphere. The change of color in the leaves of these trees are part of what marks the change in seasons as well. Lately it has felt like summer in California. Were it not for the shift from leafy trees to barren branches I might wonder what time of year it actually is.
There are many indicators around us that we’ve adapted to reading and absorbing in such a way as to guide the routines of our lives. Seasonal Patterns is just one such indicator and is part of my larger series titled, My Familiar.