I am always surprised and completely taken aback by even the smallest encounter with the beauty and complexity of nature. Yes, it sounds rather excessive, but it’s true. I am still dazzled by Dorothy Hodges’ book on the pollen loads of the honeybee, but I am now collecting anther pollen for myself. Experiencing pollen first-hand is incredible (despite the sneezes). I can completely understand how an artist like Wolfgang Laib can spend decades patiently collecting pollen.The work that Laib creates with sifted pollen is extraordinary, breath-taking, genial. (Wolfgang Laib).
My undertaking with pollen is miniscule, but nontheless full of thrilling discoveries.This is Erica Carnea (Winter Heath) pollen shaken from the tiny flowers onto a black piece of paper. Only the top left corner of the sheet is still black, the rest has been lightened by the fine dusting of pollen. The amount is tiny actually, even though it seems like more in the photo.
The pollen color looked warm and creamy on the black paper, but when I transferred it into an acetate envelope, the color looked far more peachy-beige. I’m attempting to match the pollen colors in pencil crayon here.
Siberian Squill: blue/green anthers and pollen and a rhapsody of blues in the petals!
And here, in this close-up, the pollen grains are visible on the anthers of the squill. The stigma has some pollen transfer, probably the result of my having shaken the flower to release the pollen grains.
A crocus, with the intensely golden pollen collected from the flowers:
Wonderful attention to detail. So much of nature goes overlooked. The human eye behind a camera’s eye is a satisfying way to capture the beauty.
Such a wonderful project, Jasna! The colours are extraordinary.