Poems that earth writes upon the sky

September 29, 2010 6:05 AM

My friend, the dead tree. For five years, Kevin Day has been photographing a single dead tree at Langley Country Park in Berkshire. He talks a little about the process at theMET.
posted by le morte de bea arthur (4 comments total)

Nice. A whole photography textbook could be written around this series.
(Recommended viewing mode: use the slide show option.)
posted by beagle at 6:12 AM on September 29, 2010

That's just a million shades of awesome. Or maybe 142. Either way, the concept is as beautiful as the photos. Thanks!
posted by Ahab at 6:22 AM on September 29, 2010

One might expect a dead tree to be very solemn and spiritless, but this particular dead tree really has a way of looking like it's reaching out and breathing and feeling.
posted by so_gracefully at 10:10 AM on September 29, 2010

As I wind down the pines
it’s the lines on your face
playing on your face

Without thinking so much
as abandoning thought
I went through open country
over water meadows streams
lakes and wires and roosts in reeds
to a nest in the hole of
this dead
tree.

To play without stopping or pause
not for silence not for applause
not without thinking
and thinking’s abandoning thought

As I wind down the pines
it’s the lines on your face
playing on your face

As I Wind down the Pines

~The Tragically Hip
posted by bwg at 6:10 PM on September 29, 2010