A wet morning on Tadham Moor, south of Wedmore; 29 April 2016.

Most of the picture, especially the foreground, is taken up with the blank whiteness of reflective water.  This is one of the water-filled ditches, a rhyne (rhymes with scene), that take the place of  fences in this part of the world.  At the farthest end of the water there is a silhouetted tree, a hawthorn I think, which is reflected on the water’s surface.  To the right is the wet and shiny surface of Totney Drove, a single track, tarmac lane.  And far off are the misty tops of some trees.

All of the lines in the composition converge upon – perhaps even give the impression of rushing in upon – that little tree.  By which I mean the two pale lines formed by the water and the wet road, and the areas of darkness – the ground and the vegetation – that enclose those two pale lines.

Harking back to an impression that I’ve had before, the tree may not in fact be a tree at all but, rather, the explosion caused by the rush into collision of those three, converging lines of solid, forceful blackness.

D800 with 70-300 Nikkor at 300mm; 1600 ISO; Silver Efex Pro 2, starting at the Silhouette EV 0.5 preset.

About Adrian Lewis
Photographer working in monochrome, colour and combinations of the two - with a great liking for all sorts of images, including Minimalism, landscapes, abstracts, soft colour, people, movement, nature - I like to be adventurous in my photography, trying new ideas and working in many genres. And I'm fond of Full English Breakfasts and Duvel golden ale, though not necessarily together.


  1. Malin Ellisdotter H says:

    Stunning… You know what I think of your landscape photography.


  2. paula graham says:

    Wet, wet, wet, is the story of our autumn, winter , spring and we wait with baited breath for ‘summer!’ Startling shot, breaking all the camera club rules, I love it!


    • Adrian Lewis says:

      Well you know I like too break rules – and then see what happens; sometimes it works and sometimes not. But didn’t Bob Dylan say something like “Those old rules are only in your head” and, like quite a few other things, that’s very true. But your mention of camera clubs sends shivers down my spine and places a heavy and cold hand upon my heart. Except for my truly monumentally patient wife, when we’re away on holiday, photography is for me a solitary affair, with absolutely no hint of rules, judges or competitions.


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