Will Price - West Yorkshire

         Thank you for sending over your photographs, Firstly it is relieving to see your work again after quite some time, it really is great to see. I will simply write what comes to mind and articulate myself a little to make it a bit interesting.
The photographs of the flora you have stumbled across along the way are really well thought out frames, the lighting is quite important throughout especially in the ones that are pulled back a bit and I can tell you have been attentive because the way you use the whole frame; But not are they just photos of plants and trees because you have a wide knowledge of the plant kingdom and you love the outside world so you really know what you are looking at… You also have a fascination with the inside world and unraveling thought and meaning even within what can seem mundane to the casual mind, to be able to look deeper into reality. 
The photograph of the beautifully sun lit Silver Birch resting near the edge of a river bed in which the river flows over the rocks in the distance towards the foreground, in what is a seemingly wild and spiky woodland, takes me back to one of my first school geography trips to Devon. I was around 8 or 9, our teacher lead us down some hills and into a shallow river, to teach us about how rivers are formed. The purpose was to walk downstream in the river and see how the stones carried by the flowing water have eroded the further away from the spring we went and to piece together how the landscape has been formed. This memory gave me a lot of meaning and fascination with geography and nature. It is this same feeling and memory when I look at this photograph, the elements in the frame are close enough to bring back the memory of one of my first realisations and gazes into natures wonder, it’s birth and wholeness, remembering how a river is born and seeing the landscape erode from the power of water over a long time. And the young Silver Birch in the foreground is the abstraction of myself maybe. Watching, looking back, interacting with everything around, I can see that moment in which you felt and maybe had a fascination with the scene or the light or the tree.         Thank you for sending over your photographs, Firstly it is relieving to see your work again after quite some time, it really is great to see. I will simply write what comes to mind and articulate myself a little to make it a bit interesting.
The photographs of the flora you have stumbled across along the way are really well thought out frames, the lighting is quite important throughout especially in the ones that are pulled back a bit and I can tell you have been attentive because the way you use the whole frame; But not are they just photos of plants and trees because you have a wide knowledge of the plant kingdom and you love the outside world so you really know what you are looking at… You also have a fascination with the inside world and unraveling thought and meaning even within what can seem mundane to the casual mind, to be able to look deeper into reality. 
The photograph of the beautifully sun lit Silver Birch resting near the edge of a river bed in which the river flows over the rocks in the distance towards the foreground, in what is a seemingly wild and spiky woodland, takes me back to one of my first school geography trips to Devon. I was around 8 or 9, our teacher lead us down some hills and into a shallow river, to teach us about how rivers are formed. The purpose was to walk downstream in the river and see how the stones carried by the flowing water have eroded the further away from the spring we went and to piece together how the landscape has been formed. This memory gave me a lot of meaning and fascination with geography and nature. It is this same feeling and memory when I look at this photograph, the elements in the frame are close enough to bring back the memory of one of my first realisations and gazes into natures wonder, it’s birth and wholeness, remembering how a river is born and seeing the landscape erode from the power of water over a long time. And the young Silver Birch in the foreground is the abstraction of myself maybe. Watching, looking back, interacting with everything around, I can see that moment in which you felt and maybe had a fascination with the scene or the light or the tree. 
         Thank you for sending over your photographs, Firstly it is relieving to see your work again after quite some time, it really is great to see. I will simply write what comes to mind and articulate myself a little to make it a bit interesting.
The photographs of the flora you have stumbled across along the way are really well thought out frames, the lighting is quite important throughout especially in the ones that are pulled back a bit and I can tell you have been attentive because the way you use the whole frame; But not are they just photos of plants and trees because you have a wide knowledge of the plant kingdom and you love the outside world so you really know what you are looking at… You also have a fascination with the inside world and unraveling thought and meaning even within what can seem mundane to the casual mind, to be able to look deeper into reality. 
The photograph of the beautifully sun lit Silver Birch resting near the edge of a river bed in which the river flows over the rocks in the distance towards the foreground, in what is a seemingly wild and spiky woodland, takes me back to one of my first school geography trips to Devon. I was around 8 or 9, our teacher lead us down some hills and into a shallow river, to teach us about how rivers are formed. The purpose was to walk downstream in the river and see how the stones carried by the flowing water have eroded the further away from the spring we went and to piece together how the landscape has been formed. This memory gave me a lot of meaning and fascination with geography and nature. It is this same feeling and memory when I look at this photograph, the elements in the frame are close enough to bring back the memory of one of my first realisations and gazes into natures wonder, it’s birth and wholeness, remembering how a river is born and seeing the landscape erode from the power of water over a long time. And the young Silver Birch in the foreground is the abstraction of myself maybe. Watching, looking back, interacting with everything around, I can see that moment in which you felt and maybe had a fascination with the scene or the light or the tree. 





It also makes me feel like I am one of those stones in the river bed, slowly being eroded by natures might whilst time washes over, just waiting to be picked up and carried along with the current and realising that even that stone has a purpose, it is part of a landscape that is all reliant on everything around it, the whole dance of life. But I am also the Silver Birch tree watching it all happen and adapting to all of the obstacles that come its way over time, it shows the peeling of layers in its bark, each layer a season in the cycle, useful it is, providing fire and warmth, waterproof material and sap to drink in the spring and shelter…
It a great photograph to me on a personal level,  it allows me to see deeper into the wilderness by simply having sight of it and knowing that there has been joy in taking the image and joy in gazing at the world and that something has been felt.
It makes me think that we usually articulate meaning through narrative and that this has done just that for me.
I feel that courageous spirit, a sense of adventure and curiosity to find a beautiful location or a moment to celebrate life over/ with/ to. I think that is the driving force in your search for photographs. It makes the world a nicer place having photographs to be proud of and to look back at, but also knowing the artist who made them to be able to speak to and discuss life and what and how we want to say our vision.
Restecpa .
Safe, Aiiightt. R.