Working with roses spurred me on to learn how to take better pictures & they still exert a fascination over me. I’m confident they will always be my muse, in the strictest sense.
These days roses are not so abundant: I’ve become a card-carrying rose stalker whose head spins round whenever she passes a beautiful rose at its peak of flower (scary but true).
I’ve often observed that some roses are more photogenic than others. These contrasting pink ones, Anne Boleyn (top) and Geoff Hamilton, would not be my choice of varieties to grow (both are only lightly fragrant) but they’re in my top ten to photograph. The camera seems to me to find them even more alluring than the eye.
Posted in response to this week’s photo challenge: muse