Photomentary: Wonderland Images by Kirsty Mitchell


There is a truly wondrous and amazing series of images taken by photographer Kirsty Mitchell.  She developed this phenomenal series of art work and images in memory of her mother, an English teacher who passed of brain cancer.  I find it absolutely amazing that this project was three years in the making, and some of these stunning works of art took the better part of five months to create.  That is a lot of work.  And due to the nature of this business, I can only imagine that not only a lot of work, but a whole lot of blood, sweat and tears went into these creations.

Upon reading the article and viewing the images in the post at Mail Online (which you can see in full view here, along with the gorgeous photos), and then skimming through some of the reader comments, I was appalled at some of the comments.  I can understand that there is a whole lot of animosity out there, in general, and toward many things.  There seems to be a huge market in voicing adverse opinion, for the sake of being contrary, and even sometimes simply for the sake of taking some sort of stand.  Especially if there has already been a few people that took an adverse stand first.

A woman and her artwork, in my mind, are a marriage of the ethereal and the tangible.  How anyone chooses to express their pain is simply their business.  There is no need for it to be judged.  Art is the ultimate act of transformation – taking one thing, and creating something else entirely.  Sometimes, this includes taking pain and transforming it into beauty.  And beauty, as the old adage goes, is in the eye of the beholder.

In this case, sure, there are people who do not see how these photos relate to the memory of the artist’s mother.  But this is not for anyone else to see, and certainly not for anyone else to comprehend.  These images were born of the ideas of the daughter of a woman who has passed away, and whom the daughter wishes to remember, in her own way and in her own right.

Let us admire art.  Period.  Life is much too short to spend shredding beauty to bits.


"At the very center of the turning world, there is only the dance." - T.S. Eliot

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