People often ask where do I get the flowers I photograph from
When people see my floral portraits, they often think I have a big garden and a really green thumb. The truth is I try very hard to take care of the plants in my loft, but eventually they tend to wilt before they have any flowers for me to photograph. So the flowers I end up photographing are ones from the backyards of other people that I discover through friends and from driving or walking around.
When I knock on the gardener’s door, I always try to give them a big smile, telling them how beautiful their garden is. Then, before they have a chance to reflect on their hard work, I ask them if it’s okay to cut some of their flowers so I can photograph them. Most of the time, people say yes!
Over the years I have found that gardeners are like mothers or pet owners: They love to hear nice things about their children, and they can never have enough photos of them. We have one thing in common: the plants. The gardeners love to grow and nurture them, and I am fascinated by their gorgeous colours, intriguing forms, unique textures and limited lifespan. To me they are like undiscovered planets that draw me inward and compel me to document their existence.
Intimate Portrait of Nature, published by Graphis. (monograph)