Blood Swept Lands and Seas of Red Yesterday my wife and I went up to see the poppies at the Tower of London. We had heard so much about them on the television and read about them in the papers,
Wow! This summer I saw fields full of fantastic poppies just begging to be photographed, so hey guess what that’s just what I did.
They were beautiful flowers, bright red against a deep blue sky, majestic but somehow also lonely and fragile – maybe even vulnerable. Certainly vulnerable to the elements.
I decided to give them a fine art look and I have produced a selection of them below.
Of course photographing and thinking about poppies, especially in November, made me reflect on how symbolic they are