On a rainy gray afternoon I rummaged through the house to photograph things that reflected light, things that absorbed light, things with grit, and grooves, and threads, and pronounced textures. It happened to be one of my “bad” days. You know what I mean, one of those colorless days when nothing, not even chocolate cake, can calm the deep aching of a shredded heart.
Tossing together all the holey, groovy, scratchy images in Photoshop, I composed my grief landscape. My sun is a tea strainer I pasted onto a crystal saucer. The rainy sky is my bedroom carpet. The hill is the brim of a hat. And it’s all framed with the drainage strip that keeps floodwaters from entering my home.
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I hope a bad day is made a little better by composing your grief landscape on Photoshop. Of course, in b+w, grief is scratchy and colorless.
I’m going to remember your idea of grief in black and white as scratchy and colorless. I think that is all the inspiration I need for a new grief landscape. Somehow, I’m not sure I can even mange to do “colorless.” Even in my deepest grieving there was always color, although it was very muted. De-saturated. Cheers, Lucy.