Ephemerality III

Isn't it paradoxical: taking photos - frozen instants of reality

designed to last - of withering flowers?

i guess such are the little ironies that keeps us amused, that entertain us.

As for paradox, I'll let you know I'm not a flower man. I mean that their pretty and all but I don't stop to admire their extravagant colors, or inhale the fragrance when I come across them, the way for instance I notice, and touch and feel, trees. However, I take great pleasure looking at pictures of flowers when I see them shot by a perceptive artist.

you seem to infuse the work with a curious sort of humanity in just about every frame of your series Wolfgang. You make your flowers become a little human, i mean. As such, the word Dance, is absolutely the appropriate way to see it. 

big thanks for your thoughtful comment.

cheers, Wolfgang

I think it is a very nice and delicate  flowers composition.

Usually flowers were created in colors to bring joy and  attract people as well as bugs and insects ... but this B/W  is one exception to/of the rule.

The light and  line is very artistically composed and observed !! well executed Wolfgang.

Interesting composition.

The light and composition here is really beautiful! Like performers on a stage taking their final bow. Did you intend for this to be so philosophical? Very well done and artistic. Thank you for sharing. :)

many thanks for your comment - I'm always happy when old photos are picked up again. And yes: my intention was to show the transience of life. In fact, when withered, the petals of some flowers develop a delicate texture that much richer in detail than when they are fresh.