Nowadays, cameras are everywhere and in March 2013 The Verge reported that Flickr had a total of 87 million registered members and more than 3.5 million new images uploaded daily.
I don’t take pictures for the sake of photographing. I take photographs to express what’s going on inside of me. Photography turned out to be the most handy tool.
I wonder how many of those photographs uploaded to Flickr “express what’s going on inside of me”?
I was lucky to visit Tewkesbury Abbey again last week. The internal lighting highlights the colour of the stone and I spent hours last week wandering around the abbey looking for unusual scenes.
The colour of the flowers against the more sedate hues of the abbey stone attracted me straight away.
In 1087, William the Conqueror gave the manor of Tewkesbury to his cousin, Robert Fitzhamon, who, with Giraldus, Abbot of Cranbourne, founded the present abbey in 1092. Building of the present Abbey church did not start until 1102, employing Caen stone imported from Normandy and floated up the Severn.
Wandering around the abbey I found this little chapel with an Alec Miller sculpture of the “Virgin and Child”. Alec Miller (1879-1961) trained as a wood-carver in Glasgow, my home town. Later he became a carver, sculptor, craftsman and artist. In 1931 he emigrated to California, where he had a successful career.
If you ever visit the abbey don’t forget to look up and you will see the beautiful vaulted roof, with its gilded Suns of York, which was commissioned by King Edward IV after the Battle of Tewkesbury in 1471.
The battle was one of the decisive battles of the Wars of the Roses and after the battle some of the defeated Lancastrians sought sanctuary in the abbey. The victorious Yorkists, led by King Edward IV, forced their way into the abbey; the resulting bloodshed caused the building to be closed for a month until it could be purified and re-consecrated.
By now it was getting near time for the abbey to close for the night, apart from a few staff I had the abbey to myself and I was able to get this photograph looking down from the altar to the nave. As I was lining up the camera for the photograph I started to think about all the people who had walked on the stone floor of the abbey in it’s 921 year history. Can you imagine the number of people, who were they and had anything significant happened in their lives? Of course at the time I did not know about the massacre in the abbey after the battle.