Leeor Wild

Desert Solitaire - contemporary landscape fine art photo, desert camel (24 x 30)

2020

The Large seascapes, although not quite a series of drawings, were perfect testing grounds for the work I wanted to do, after drawing the first linear landscapes of the early years. ...

Archival pigment print on hahnemühle Fine Art Paper. Contemporary Photography, Photomontages, Birds, Landscape Photography. Work Title : "Congregation" Artist : Suzanne Moxhay The wo...

UNTITLED #5, 2021 Archival Pigment Print, Mounted on Aluminium Dibond, Framed with antireflective art glass 90 x 60 cm 91 x 61 cm - framed _ Overseas ship...

The midsummer full moon casts its pale light over the skeletal remains of a deceased oak. Twilight's Path ‘Now air is hushed, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn As oft he rises 'midst the twilight path Against the pilgrim, borne in heedless hum’ – William Collins (1721–1759), Ode to Evening. "Once in a while (helped by a bit of planning) everything comes together and you take a photograph that feels really satisfying. However much one reads about artists/photographers trying and failing, taking many shots to end up with that one that works, it’s hard to remember. Just keep showing up, keep doing what you do, it won’t always work out, but sometimes things flow and something special can come through." - Jasper Goodall...

Birch-wood... - A still and silent night falls at the edge of a deep birch wood. The barest breath of wind stirs the leaves as the verdant green of summer...

"Burnt Place" - After the fire swept through, the forest was left scorched and barren. The ground is still warm and the unstirring air is thick with the scent of charred wood. Scorched, lifeless pines stand solemn and mournful in the shadows of the Burnt Place. About the Twilight's Path project: "We spend our lives surrounded by the security of possessions, relationships and roles, but our futures hold nothing so substantial; one day we must all enter into true not- knowing - into a dark, unconscious place." Jasper Goodall...