A river of wood flows through the frame. Canon EOS XSi EF 50mm at f/4 1/3000 ISO 200
There is a river that runs through the wood. The water is quiet and the eddy’s move slowly but the water speaks deep truths in the warm silence of a sunny evening. The water is locked in the grain of the wood and the stillness that is there runs deep beneath the surface. I run my hands over the wood and I can feel the age that rests there.
I found this rather large and impressive stump on a remote beach on the Juan de Fuca trail and I spent much of the evening photographing it. The texture of the wood, the silvery colour, the way that the grain had been exposed in flowing cracks that seemed to live and breath were all very compelling to me. This was a remarkable piece of wood and it was very special to be able to photograph it. There were several places where the structure and grain of the wood seemed to flow like water and I wanted to photograph it with that kind of feeling to it. I wanted an isolating depth of field but one that was open enough to allow the viewer to get a good look at the grain so I settled on f/4.