Many years ago I chose to paint a still life of a maple leaf, as a watercolor practice. I didn't get to it right away and the leaf had curled up as it dried and the result had lots of movement – perfectly lovely.
When I started exploring the world with a camera lens it led me to more leaf portraiture. Now I am completely gripped by the beauty and expression of these fragile, dead objects headed for the compost pile.
They exhibit the turbulence of life. They twist and turn, curl up and gesture, expressing emotions like belligerence, sadness, pride and tenderness, and there is no limit to the nuances of their expression. Some are beckoning, some are hiding, some are running, some sit stoically. Just like us.
I shoot them on a white or a black background, then process the images in Lightroom and/or Photoshop. Lately I have also started to paint them digitally.