Some analogue pictures from the first frost – unfortunately, only a few turned out well because it was too cold for the camera. A typical Zenit issue! We’re having our first snowy weekend here. It’s lovely and sets the right mood for the coming month.
In the middle of October when we had the first frost, I took my bike in the early morning hours to drive up the hill to experience the sunrise and have a cup of tea in midst of the silver and gold shimmer of the frosty grasses and wildflowers. I thought it would be nice to take you with me.
When the weather turned cold, a bumblebee spent the whole day sleeping inside one of my dahlias. It was so sweet to watch. The morning sunlight was beautiful that day, and the mist was slowly crawling over the fields. I created a little still life with an earthen jug I have from the German ceramist and sculptor Joachim Lambrecht. Photography always calms me down, and I love the kind of focus it brings – it keeps me grounded in the moment. She’s my faithful companion through both light and heavy days.
When a storm broke down my dahlias, I cut them and made the biggest dahlia bouquet I’ve ever made – and it looked stunning! By now, I’ve dug up the tubers and stored them in the cellar for the winter. I’m already looking forward to trying a different variety next year.
On our little forest getaway, I saw a beautiful fly agaric fairy ring in the tall grasses. Fly agarics always remind me of my childhood – we don’t have them much in our area, and this year was a very poor mushroom season anyway. Hopefully we’ll have better luck next year!
Here are three more watercolor paintings I’ve made recently. The elephant painting will soon be available as folded cards in my shop. I still need to take product photos, but the days have been quite gloomy lately, so it’s been hard to get decent shots with the poor lighting.
I’m starting to move slightly in a Christmas direction with my paintings and have some other new ideas I want to bring to life. For now, though, I’m working on a new commission that requires most of my attention.
October was full of nature gifts and the most beautiful lighting moods. I started a cure with birch polypores (a highly potent medicinal mushroom) that I found on my walks and we stayed some nights in the forest again and were witnesses of a wonderful full moon!
For some time now, I had been putting novels aside to read more non-fiction, but I missed immersing myself in the world of stories. So I started reading again in the still-dark morning hours, with a candle burning in front of the fogged window. The first sounds, apart from the cars of people heading to work, are the cries of the crows. Then I know the sky is becoming slightly brighter, while the air grows colder. It’s so beautiful to feel it all, to live from the inside. Sometimes I feel overwhelmed by all the subtle nuances of everything. There is so, so much between black and white – everything, multilayered in all dimensions. Thinking about this reminds me of my early childhood, when I would regularly force myself to think about death. People said there is nothing when you die. I tried to immerse myself in this nothingness, and it created the strangest feelings in me. I cannot say they were pleasant, it was more like falling into an endless hole, yet at the same time, they drew me toward them.
Recently, I woke up again to the sounds of the deer, so I thought I’d take a look at the latest wild camera pics – and here are some of them for you! It’s always so funny to see what’s going on in the garden in the middle of the night. No foxes or martens at the moment, but plenty of rabbits, deer, and cats.