There is something wonderfully ethereal about languorously warm summers. Perhaps it's simply the romantic in me but the golden glow of summer conjures images of sun-kissed bare skin, fairies sleeping among the oxlips, enchantments dripping from the stars into the summer nights and following white rabbits and grinning cats into otherworldly adventures. It was this intangible feeling that I wanted to capture in my latest photoshoot. The feeling that summer brings, the feeling that anything is possible.
" And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer" - F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
'Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?' 'That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,' said the Cat. 'I don't much care where -' said Alice. 'Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat. '- so long as I get somewhere,' Alice added as an explanation. 'Oh, you're sure to do that,' said the Cat, 'if you only walk long enough.' - Lewis Carrol, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland
I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine: There sleeps Titania some time of the night, Lulled in these flowers with dances and delight; And there the snake throws her enamelled skin, Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in. - William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream Act 2, Scene 1
"Sweet, sweet burn of sun and summer wind, and you, my friend, my new fun thing, my summer fling." - K. D. Lang, Summerfling