Dream Hunter Photograph
Are you a dream hunter or a dream catcher? I think that I’ve always been a hunter of dreams. Being simply a dream catcher was never going to work for me. Maybe it was because the nice dreams avoided me, or else because I was just too independent, but I always felt that it was my job to go searching. Perhaps it is the dream hunter in me that is behind this blog, encouraging me to step outside my comfort zone and break free. Not free from something, but free to do something that I’ve never tried before. Free to explore new creative routes or perhaps combine old with new, free to rekindle that ancient cavewoman spirit.
I’ve always considered photography as an art form , a way of expressing an emotional reaction to the physical world and all its’ constraints. How can I get across the feelings I get when I look at a particular scene, how can I convey it in a way that makes sense to other people?
For this particular image, shot in Killarney woods, I remember being in awe of the majestic whispering of the trees and how they seemed to tower protectively over the tiny world below. I wanted to convey their uniqueness, their strength and their beauty. I shot the image while lying on the ground, feeling totally at one with the scene above me. I tried to process it sympathetically in order to capture the magic of the moment.
As a child, I think that I would definitely be called a tree hugger! I remember a special tree on the farm where I grew up, a magical tree. I called it ” The Wishing Tree ” and that’s where I went in search of my childhood dreams. Remember, I never expected them to magically fall on my lap, I knew that work was needed to be done in order to make them a reality. So , whenever I was in the mood, I trekked down across the fields and sought out my wishing tree.
I never arrived empty handed. I knew that there was a quid pro quo, so I made sure that my little written request acknowledged the wonder of the tree. Would the tree reciprocate in kind and grant me my wish of cidona? Surprisingly, sometimes it did ( My mother is an amazing woman! ). For anyone who doesn’t recognise the cidona reference, it was a soft drink very popular in Ireland at the time.
If you would like to see a larger version of the Dream Hunter image, just click onto the image above, or check it out on my flickr page.
Other photos Homeward Bound and Trapped
Hi Berni, To set out on a journey of creating a blog is a great idea, especially for someone like you with so many creative ideas covering several fields of art. I look forward to reading your postings and what inspires your photography. Just one little thing I noticed, in your blog, you say the photo of the woods was taken in Stradbally woods but on Flickr you mention Killarney. Your photos are always great no matter where they are taken.
Hi Vincent, many thanks for the kind and supportive words. I’ve always considered you as an inspirational mentor, so your comment means a lot. Of course you are right about it being Killarney woods, I think I just had Stradbally on my mind when writing!! I edited the error, thanks again for helping.
Ms Helga Mullins
Well done you!!!!! Making great progress. Brings me back to a lot of nice memories of trees, changing seasons etc. sometimes we need to step back and just be quiet and listen to Nature talking all around us. Thanks for reminding me!!
Thanks a million….You are right, we need to make time to be still and calm.
Almost got a little vertigo looking up your trees! I dabble in photos too.
But I don’t blog post them (not yet anyway)…
I might send you some – Jules
Oh, I’ll be looking forward to seeing them. Trees are so spiritual…To me, anyway.