Tree in a paddock

A tribute to a tree.

I came across this tree back in 2019, with its graceful curves and branches revealing themselves from just the right angle. I was instantly mesmerised.

Time floats by like a cloud, I often wonder where it goes.
Blown away in the wind, or maybe buried in the snow?
Plenty more there seemed to be, when colour graced the world I know.

Tree Fallen

2021, Yarra Valley, Victoria

Tree in a paddock
I returned to find the landscape had changed. Limbs were sprawled along the ground in pieces, an elegant tree now left abandoned in the paddock.

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I hadn’t been able to visit this tree very often during the COVID lockdowns, so was saddened to find this scene in early 2021. I had been expecting the inevitable for some time though, as a tree near by had fallen and I could see that time was ticking. I’m probably the only person to have photographed this beautiful tree and although I’m saddened, I’m pleased to see it remaining graceful to the end.

Tree in Colour

2020, Yarra Valley, Victoria

Tree in Colour
I can’t help thinking of trees in paddocks as the remnants of our past. Sheep on the other hand couldn’t care less about pondering history and my woolly friend here looked up at just the right time. This photo was taken one year after ‘Tree in Black and White’.

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Tree in Black and White

2019, Yarra Valley, Victoria

Tree in Black and White
Photographing the landscape has become a way to self-reflect, away from the everyday. A theme I often come back to is time. When I look at Tree in Black and White, I think of memories which begin to fade as details morph into something else with time. But don’t mind me, you’re welcome to see whatever you like!

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John Hardiman
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