“Note to self: It’s not too late to be happy.” ~ Unknown
In May 2021, I photographed the Venable/Sypple Barn in the Thomson Historic District in Winchester for the first time. During this winter break, I continue to play catch up with everything I had to set aside in the fall to end all falls. I, along with The Blue Grass Trust, returned to the Thomson Historic District back in early September (or August, I’m no longer sure), and today, while processing the photos from that event, I came across the red barn I love so much and first posted in May 2021. I decided to experiment a little with the processing. One thing I miss about traditional photography is infrared film. Digital doesn’t really do it (with a normal, unaltered camera and software), but sometimes you can get something in the neighbourhood. That’s what this photo reminds me of – something in the neighbourhood. And on a wintery night such as tonight, maybe it’s just a little reminder of cold.
Erich Kesse
“a great photo moves us”. ironically, it is a still.
as I have grown older, I keen to the off cant and the Golden Rule. so, the path seems, to me, the subject initially.
the barn, the trees, they lean away, in deference, perhaps fear. can a barn fear the path it lives on?
the path brought us here. the path leads away, a constant of change. yet the barn and trees are a constant of the here.
the Golden Rule spirals in perfectly on the barn. no feet, perhaps as is the case of old barns, no footings, on which to flee, to take the path you’ve taken. consistency’s constant : here.
we [I] focus on the changing waters of a river, as on the comings and goings along a path. this image remarks on a river’s bank, obviously what lay to the side of the path … that brought us [you] here and with a ‘certain’ sadness – a red barn in grey-scale – carries us away. a red barn, a landmark, now forever a part of who we will become.
the image reminds me of Wallace Stevens “Anecdote of the Jar”.
Kopana
oooo…. I did not know this poem:
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/14575/anecdote-of-the-jar