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While in Dublin, I visited great cathedrals and amazing galleries, and even attended an intimate music performance.  The people were friendly and always willing to share a tale or two.  Sometimes the accents were so thick I could not understand a word but I didn’t care because the flow of the words were like music as well.

In addition to music, Dublin is a city noted for its great literary heritage and perhaps that is why I did not often pull out my camera (along with the rain and wind and such).  I was too busy listening, or even sitting down on occasion with pen and paper myself.  When I did pull out my camera, I found myself less photographing churches and more trying to capture nature.  And in particular I felt compelled to try capturing the leaves in Saint Stephen’s Green, a public park located near the hotel.

What called to me?  I guess the colors and patterns …

… and emerging contrasts as autumn continues to unfold …

… and there was the glisten from intermittent rains.

In a city that has a lot of hustle and bustle, especially with Trinity College right there in the center, the park was a calm respite …

… and a joy to traverse even in the rain. 😉

You can read more about Saint Stephen’s Green on Wikipedia via this link.

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I couldn’t think of a title so I’ll just let the leaf speak for itself.

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it grew even more beautiful

its original greens and pinks (seen here) deepening into many shades of gold.

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I photograph a lot of leaves.  Today I have decided I will one day write an essay about these things.  I may reference the sensuous as an ode to Georgia O’Keeffe.

Or I may give a nod to Walt Whitman who described a leaf (or at least a leaf of grass) as the journey work of stars.

I can write of spidery patterns and blood-filled veins.

Of jagged ridges and rolling hills.

Of silhouettes in blue and green.

Of people protected and hidden half-seen.

Of autumn’s first leaves submerged and later frozen …

… and then go on to describe the new growth that emerges each spring.

And what sparked this thought of writing about leaves? A note from my brother who wrote, until he paused in his day and sat outside with his 2-year old son, he never really noticed the simple beauty of leaves blowing in the breeze.

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More “paperwork” viewable here.

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When I first saw the leaf in the landlord’s garden, I thought that it was fake.  Such vibrant colors in a single leaf nestled in the dying grass of a fading garden.  Especially when I noticed the hole at the top.

I just knew it had to be a store bought item — like a nature-inspired gift tag — dropped by the landlord or perhaps blown in by the autumn winds.

But then I picked it up.  Wow!

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The Dublin Moon Series … that’s what I’ve decided to call this week’s creations of papery moons and butterflies and tiny poetry-laced leaves.  The lunar inspiration is clear.  Dublin is in reference to that certain scientist fellow I write about on occasion.  In our time together he has been an unexpected source of creative inspiration.  He’s certainly expanded my thinking about light and angles and even about getting grubby to get the best shot.  Earlier this week he traveled to Dublin for business.  As I helped him pack, we came across a small notebook not much bigger than a matchbook.  It lay at the bottom of a bag he’d taken on a previous trip fishing on the high seas.

I remembered giving him that notebook because on that trip we wouldn’t have much phone contact.  And because I love a good story, I told him to take notes so that he could tell me later about all of his adventures with appropriate detail.  Well, upon his return he managed to tell me a very good story without ever pulling that notebook from his bag.  So nearly a year later we flipped through the pages, chuckling as he deciphered his notes.  Then he came to a phrase that made him pause.  Imagining that he had recorded seeing a mermaid, I laughed and shouted, “What is it?  What is it? What did you write?”

Well, what he had written was this:  “Let me try to see the world through her eyes.”  Now, over the years, I had gathered that as he traveled he sometimes took pictures of things for me like rose clouds in the sky and trees reflected in blue waters.  Once he had texted from a different boating adventure, “As I look out over the ocean, I see a lone butterfly and it makes me think of you.”

I did not create all of these paper works for this fellow, but I do recognize that this form provided a creative outlet for me to engage with him.  I was compelled to imagine what it was like for him to be out on that boat and seeing the butterfly over the ocean, and when he’s traveling in Japan, how he sees the red sun.  Anyway …

I think my paper period is done.  He shall be home soon, and I’ve got a backlog of writing, photography and exhibit-related tasks to focus on. Though, I must admit this morning I did find myself humming Blue Moon. 😉  And I do have a lot of blue paper left.

We’ll see …

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