Light Leaving Trees in Winter: 2012

One late winter afternoon in Paris 2010, I saw and shot, stark leafless trees so devoid of light they were almost without colour. It then took me another 2 years before I developed a concept using these images.

Imagine the playful winter romance between light and trees, light dancing on tree limbs. Naked trees in silver winter light. Then lingering sadness each day as light must leave the trees, the reluctance of departure clinging to rapidly cooling limbs. Light must leave as night falls, trees not knowing whether light will return the next day with only memory of what has gone before, no knowledge of what lies ahead. Light farewells the trees, kisses them goodbye and goes elsewhere to play taking its memory with it. The translucent farewell of a lover’s kiss.