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LTP 84: The Circus Animals' Desertion

Published:
20 Sep 2020
Host:
Bart Busschots

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In this solo show Bart shares his experiences finding photographic inspiration in 2020. The show was triggered by a memory of a poem by the Irish writer W. B. Yeats. Listen, subscribe, and get the show notes at lets-talk.ie/ltp84. This show is ad-free because of the generosity of listeners like you. Please considering supporting the show on Patreon (https://patreon.com/ltpod). Reminder - you can submit questions for future Q & A shows at lets-talk.ie/photoq.

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In this solo show Bart shares his experiences finding photographic inspiration in 2020. The show was triggered by a memory of a poem by the Irish writer W. B. Yeats.

While this podcast is free for you to enjoy, it's not free for Bart to create. Please consider supporting the show by becoming a patron on Patreon.

Reminder - you can submit questions for future Q & A shows at http://lets-talk.ie/photoq

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The Poem

The poem that inspired this instalment is The Circus Animals’ Desertion by W. B. Yeats.

Below are the excerpts read on the podcast:

The Circus Animals’ Desertion by William Buttler Yeats

I

I sought a theme and sought for it in vain, I sought it daily for six weeks or so. Maybe at last being but a broken man I must be satisfied with my heart, although Winter and summer till old age began My circus animals were all on show, Those stilted boys, that burnished chariot, Lion and woman and the Lord knows what.

II

What can I but enumerate old themes, … [a critical summary of his own career] … Players and painted stage took all my love And not those things that they were emblems of.

III

Those masterful images because complete Grew in pure mind but out of what began? A mound of refuse or the sweepings of a street, Old kettles, old bottles, and a broken can, Old iron, old bones, old rags, that raving slut Who keeps the till. Now that my ladder’s gone I must lie down where all the ladders start In the foul rag and bone shop of the heart.

You can read the full poem on the Poetry Foundation’s website.

How I’ve Been Surviving 2020 Photographically

Rather than photographing different and interesting places, I’m photographing the ordinary natural world around me as it changes over time.

I watched the Snowberry bushes go from tiny pink flowers most people wouldn’t even notice to bright white berries over just a few weeks:

I also watched Elderflowers become Elderberries:

I’m trying to notice the little footholds nature gets in my suburban setting, and to keep a careful eye out for the unusual and unexpected, e.g.:

While I take most of my photos on one of my two daily walks, I make an effort to keep an eye out for unusually good light on my daily cycles. These are places I pass so regularly photographing them yet again usually feels repetitive and futile, but when the light or sky is special they take on a unique character that’s more than worthy of capturing and sharing!

Finally, on those all so rare occasions (between lockdowns) when I do get to go somewhere interesting (by bike) I make the most of it and try capture the place as best I can:

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