Lidgard Photography

Part Two – Where I went

From the early 1990s to the 2005 I enjoyed photography but often became frustrated because the images I saw often were not on the prints I developed. During the early 2000’s I was not that productive in photography. In 2005, my father died rather suddenly from pancreatic cancer. I found this event very dramatic and it shook my life as though it was a milk shake.

After my Dad’s death I returned to Halifax, Canada. However, after several months of struggle I returned to England and stayed with my mother. During this period I was unable to do any work and found that the only thing I could do was my photography. At this point I had moved over to digital and had a simple point and shoot camera.

Strangely my photography changed dramatically.  Rather than shoot nature and landscapes I found myself attracted to very simple images such as this brick wall with its bright and dull bricks.

Some images were not particularly attractive but were still attractive to me, such as the rust coloured concrete above.

Often the images were simple and something that one sees in every day life, such as these pebbles on Brighton beach.

The images often had a strong sense of form.

and strong colour.

Another example of strong colour and form

Simple, every day objects

While in Egland I mostly stayed with my mother. At her home, she had a forecourt full of pots and plants. I remember spending many hours in this small area shooting pictures of the different coloured and shaped pots and their plants.

Again these images were not terribly attractive or interesting to anyone else, but to me they were quite powerful.

Another example of a strong splash of colour

Next week, 27th April – Part Three – What I found