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For there is a language of flowers . . .
   

By Richard Adams

 
 
     
 

In the summer of 2004, I began to pay close attention to flowers. I had recently bought a professional digital camera, and had a good old manual macro lens modified to work on the new camera. Soon after, I started photographing floral close-ups. Working with these images on my computer was like looking at the flowers through a powerful magnifying glass, a revealing new perspective for me.

I photograph these floral images in sunlight without a tripod. The strong light produces dramatic contrasts and textures. The process is spontaneous and intimate – my camera quite close to the subject. I also find I often talk with the flowers as I photograph them: "Oh, little blossom, you are the most gorgeous shade of yellow,” and their replies take form as my images, which themselves become my inspiration, celebrations of God's presence.

Some photographers will say that for color photography there is nothing like the beauty of projected images. Light passing through transparencies reflected from a screen designed to transmit that light has a special quality. For digital images, this luminosity is available on the computer monitor. I grouped some of my images into a computer "slideshow" and gave copies to friends. In this sharing, there was further discovery. I had seen my images as celebrations of the beauty of creation, but their re-creative function came as a pleasant surprise.

For the sequence of images can be arranged to appear on one's computer screen after a pause of half a minute or more. Sometimes such pauses occur because the person seated at the computer is stumped about what to do next. When my florals appear thus on the screen, sometimes the viewer is taken away by their beauty and forgets the problem at hand. It is then that an answer to that problem may emerge from a liberated intuition.

Some who have seen the sequence have simply said that it is about God's handiwork. This assertiveness of the beautiful, healing nature of creation put me in mind of the text of "Rejoice in the Lamb," Benjamin Britten's festival anthem (1943). I had sung it in a choir some thirty-odd years ago. The words are taken from Christopher Smart's brilliant and idiosyncratic poem, "Jubilate Agno" (1762):
     

For the flowers are great blessings.
For the flowers have their angels,
Even the words of God's creation.
For the flower glorifies God
And the root parries the adversary.
For there is a language of flowers.
For the flowers are peculiarly
The poetry of Christ.

 

Though Smart was deemed insane at the time he wrote the poem, he seems to say very sanely in this fragment that flowers reflect God’s glory and counteract the fear of death, that they reveal God’s continuing creative presence. Further, he says that their individual lives and the drama of their cyclic reappearance are metaphors of resurrection.

No wonder we surround our altars with flowers!
 
     
     
 

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For there is a language of flowers . . .
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  As a Chicago-based business communicator, Richard Adams’ writings, photographs, and design work have appeared in newspapers, books, brochures, films, the Internet, and print advertising throughout the English-speaking world. He has written corporate histories for a half-dozen major American businesses. He now produces publications for one of the nation’s leading marine construction contractors.

Adams has been an Episcopalian since his early twenties. A church musician, he has sung in and conducted numerous choirs. For fifteen years, he was cantor at St. Luke’s Church - Evanston, Illinois, and he now performs on the recorder with the St. Augustine’s Chamber Musicians - Wilmette, Illinois. He is active in small group ministries at St. Augustine’s, where he has served on the vestry and chaired the parish’s Christian Outreach Commission, and is a lay Eucharistic minister. He is also a father and grandfather.

Email: frarico@sbcglobal.net
Parish: St. Augustine’s Episcopal Church - Wilmette, Illinois

 
     
 
 

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