Welcome to Spring

On the 13th March in parts of India, Nepal (and even in non-Hindu countries and communities around the world), Holi will be celebrated with dancing, feasts and bright colours - mainly the exchanging of coloured powders which are smudged and thrown onto people as a gesture of love, forgiveness, hope and friendship.

I find it hard to let the Hindu Festival of Colours pass by without some form of artistic recognition. Holi marks the arrival of Spring and the end of the Winter, among other things. When an explosion of colour replaces twinkling frost and creeping mists. In England the crocuses, daffodils and blossoms are appearing all over the place - brightening both the countryside and urban areas and lifting my mood each time I step outside.

This year I took an afternoon off with myself as a blank canvas, in my modest little home with it's imperfect surroundings I filled the frame with colours to celebrate the end of Winter. And I hope that you have a wonderful summer!

 

It's even fascinating how the deep pigments look when a B&W filter is adjusted.


"The sky is stained pink and purple, and the shadows are thick, stark brush strokes on the ground. But the air is still warm, and several trees are crowned with tiny green leaves.
I like seeing the Wilds this way: skinny, naked, not yet clothed in spring. But reaching, too, grasping and growing, full of want and a thirst for sun that gets slaked a little bit more every day. Soon the Wilds will explode, drunk and vibrant."
— Lauren Oliver