[personal] the winds of irene

the other night, while the winds of irene blew through my town i hunkered down with a cup of tea and watched the movie fur: and imaginary portrait diane arbus. diane arbus was a prolific photographer in the 1950's and 60's until her suicide in 1971, known best for her work photographing the marginalized of society [aka the freaks and weirdoes], and for her unique style [grainy black and white photos cropped to a square. for anyone with an iphone and the hipstamatic, you might recognize this style if you have the blackeys supergrain "film"].

when the film ended i was inspired to photograph!! but, it was nine o'clock in the evening, there was no one around and it was all but dark! rather than letting the moment pass me by, i ventured outside and took this opportunity to just be creative and see what happens.

the sky was black and blue, and the wind was pushing the clouds and blowing through the trees. it was beautiful how the foreboding sly reflected in leaf filled puddles, and how the only lights on the road were street lights that flickered as the wind tried to turn off the power!

this last photo was my attempt to take a photograph of the tree being blown about... i should really work on my manual focus abilities... but automatic is soooooo lovely most of the time!

hope you enjoyed! it's not high art like diane arbus but it's mine :)

love & sunshine,

shannon-may