the word’s origin is Latin: oblivio(n-) > from oblivisci, to ‘forget’.
or as in my case; as in forgetting or rather putting aside temporarily the idea that this started off as a fishing trip but the rod never managed to get out of the car. blissful, truely blissful.
summer break’s over, it’s good to be back !
this nameless toadstool was hiding out on top of a log that had fallen, suspended over a wee brook i recently discovered in la Montagne Noire in Aude, France. it’s a gorgeous area that draws me back, the kind of order i’ll mindlessly obey.
light levels where very low, combine that with my super-wide angle 7.5mm 180° lens that has its own particular sense of colour rendition/image resolution, the image distortion expected from this type of lens and we get this lovely fungi in a somewhat painterly interpretation.
the pink and purple hues are as close to what my mind’s eye remembers: absolutely stunning.
gnomic and ironic, just the way i like it.
how i wish that were true…