As I confront the challenges of passing time (rumour has it that the lock down will be extended until June 2), I found in the kitchen a number of aging bell peppers. Looking at them I recalled Edward Weston’s 1930s photographs of peppers, notably pepper #30. Unlike the uniquely distorted specimens Weston was able to find, mine, sadly, were models of perfect form. Except they were aging, so that was a start.
I concluded that I would find interest, not in the individual peppers themselves, but in how I compose them.