Resisting the pursuit of the picturesque as well as the snap happy finger, I pause to ask myself: ‘why am I taking this shot?’
It may seem as obvious as just another ornamental tree in Spring blossom. But in this one I resisted being sucked into all the pretty details and let it blend into the context of Tavistock Square’s monochrome, Georgian architecture
Light and shade, breadth, depth and movement. The span of the rail bridge rivets the eye before the gaze wanders over the details, right down to the small, mirrored reflection. Split second timing here but alas the sky let me down.