I have been looking for avenues to exercise my creative muscle while I spend time

at home. On one early winter morning, while I was cleaning in my dining room, I noticed there were some interesting shadows and reflections formed on the walls and the side table. As the morning went on, the angle of light kept changing, the shapes of

those beautiful motifs kept evolving. It suddenly dawned on me they make for great subjects to photograph.

 

After that initial observation, I started gathering objects to place at different places in

the dining room and observed the resulting shadows and reflection. With the low angle

of light during the winter, I noticed how those objects cast long shadows. With the glass wares, their translucent quality made interesting reflections. The grass cloth textured wallpaper added another layer of interest to the setup. The combination of the

different elements make perfect subjects for still life study.

 

With the knowledge in place, I started my make shift studio sessions in the dining

room during some early mornings when the natural light was ideal. I experimented photographing different objects with varying translucent quality, changing perspective

by moving objects backwards and forwards. I found incremental changes to the position of an object could result in drastic changes to the composition, careful planning was therefore required. In addition, one must work in an efficient manner as the angle of

the natural light shifts rapidly. The ideal condition for photography can be had for

a short time. I make the best use of time by sketching out a plan prior to each session. 

 

This fun experiment all but lasted for a couple of months. When the season changed,

the angle of light no longer worked in my favor. This experience has taught me a

couple of valuable lessons. First, one doesn’t need to look far for worthwhile subjects

that make compelling images. there are many opportunities to be had in our surroundings. In addition,  by studying the continuously morphing and fading motifs,

I was reminded of the impermanence of our existence.