Ana brought me pink tulips.
These are the last tulips of this Spring. Of this year, in fact.
They lost their rich color and waxy glows. They turned to dusky shades of light purple. Their lovely crown shape weathered slowly, hour by hour, until it became a splendid star. You can't even tell that these used to be tulips, anymore.
Messengers of the Spring sun!
The beautiful pink stars are sitting on my kitchen counter, next to my green plates and other dishes of the day. Pink and green, my favorite color combo for now, bathing in the afternoon light. Sweet and tasty as an apple, exotic as a hot May morning, mysterious as a whisper and tender as a summer cloud.
I love shooting this kind of random, impromptu domestic scenes, where nothing has been staged. Beauty smiles at me with the promise of a brief moment of perfection.