Egidio, of Through Brazilian Eyes fame, has presented us with a thoughtful task this week, for the Lens-Artists Challenge . He asks us to portray Silence. He frames his post by discussing the work of photographer Robert Adams, who identifies five core principles* when thinking about the photography of silence. I have borne these in mind, while not illustrating each one, as I had originally intended.
Here are some I came up with.
The silence of the beach on a calm day, in the early morning, or the early evening, when visitors have gone and the beach is yours alone.

The aftermath of flooding in the countryside. The tractors, farmers and customary wildlife is silent, and the fields instead reflect the trees at the margins.

The silence of the snow. No wind, no chatter of birds, no soft animal calls. We passers through are reduced to low murmuring, if we speak at all.

The silence of the garden. Not a true absence of noise. Birds trill. Insects hum. A light breeze rustles the leaves. But there’s a silence here that stills the busy mind.

The silence of a deserted place. Early morning at Fountains Abbey. The place is empty of visitors. But the whole history of the place crowds into the mind: the tanners and builders and labourers and chanting monks. They’re silent now. And so are we.

Lastly, a terrible silence. A few years ago, I visited Auschwitz-Birkenau. During the morning, we were taken round the site by guides who had been trained by former prisoners. They knew their subject well, and brought it vividly to life. In the afternoon,we were confronted by those tracks that brought the trains conveying hordes and hordes of men, women and children to slave here, to die of sickness or starvation, or to be killed in the gas chambers. There was nothing whatever to say. We were utterly silent.

*Silence of light.
*Silent witness to environmental change.
*The silence of the subject.
*Silence as a form of protest.
*The silence of the viewer
My featured photo shows the lakeside at Kiplin Hall, North Yorkshire.
Funnily enough, I heard a crunch in my mind’s ear when I saw your snow shot. Silence is such a rarity, particularly for urban folk, but sometimes it’s the only response we can make.
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Yes, we need to take every chance we can get to enjoy stillness when we find it,
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Powerful stuff, Margaret! I especially love your sad, reflected trees, and those strong shadows on the snow.
I hope the Barcelona family are still ok? What a month it’s been!
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Thanks, Team Barcelona, who live up a steep hill thank goodness, have had nothing worse than heavy rain. Thank goodness. That snow picture brings back such wonderful memories.
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Margaret, beautiful images, I can feel the silence. The last one is such a truly touching silence. It stopped me on my tracks…
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Thanks Rivka. I appreciate your comments: your own posts often convey tranquility.
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I tend to spend time in places with not many people about – at least when I have my camera with me.
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A very fine gallery, Margaret, but as Ritva says – that final image…
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Indeed. Never to be forgotten.
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I so love your snow shot. Perfectly captured. But all the images are great.
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Thanks Teresa. Snow like that is rare these days.
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All photos are quite lovely Margaret
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Thanks so much Brian.
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I can’t decide which I love most – the flooded countryside with it’s beautiful hues or the shadows on the snow. Both are serene yet in different ways
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Ah thanks. That snow scene was special.
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A lovely reflection on silence. Well done.
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Thank so much Peter.
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Great great photos. LOVE the lake reflections. 👏
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Ah, thanks John. Water’s a rewarding friend of the photographer.
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Margaret, these are breathtaking photos. What a treat it is to look at these images and soak in their silence! The featured image alone is stunning. The entire gallery had me sighing in joy. Thank you for joining the challenge.
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And thank you for providig it. You’ve provoked some stunningly beautiful posts from all over the world.
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That’s very kind of you. Many thanks.
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I was going to enthuse about the beauty in your reflections and snow shots, but the last one brought me up short. Such a very different and uncomfortable sort of silence …
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I wondered about including it. But we live in such troubling times, I thought we can never be reminded too often never to sleep-walk into such a situation again.
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Agreed, we need to remember …
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oh my goodness Margaret these are all very powerful in their own way – almost leave me silent just looking at them. Grateful for the beauty mixed in with them, and even more that your family are safe up a hill
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Ah thanks Becky: what lovely things to say. Some very excellent people live up hills, I find!
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wise at least!
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😉
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Very thoughtful post, Margaret. In terms of beauty, I like the snow one best.
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Everyone’s Number One, including mine. Thanks
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I love the snow picture. I always associate snow with silence because of the quiet that descends when snow falls
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It does, doesn’t it? One of snow’s most attractive features.
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Wow Margaret, you have got some great images here for the challenge. I always think snow is so silent and that last one, I think even if lots of people were there it would be silent.
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There were, and it was. That snow was fabulous on that day. I’ll always remember it.
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The flood, the trees in snow and a murderous place. Thanks for several distractions this day…
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I’m good at distracting!
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Lovely photos, especially the snow shot.
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We all seem to like that one!
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As Tish said, a fine collection of images. Each speaks of silence in its own way, but none more so thanthe last.
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Indeed. My image is no different from hundreds of others, but whoever took the shot, it always – rightly – brings us up short.
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This is a very reflective and photographic insight into silence. Of course Quakers do silent worship but not sure a photograph of this would capture the many silences you have. And of course the dark silence of so much suffering and death.
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Hi Margaret
I like your Silence photos. Snow. reflections and mist are very aprpropriate.
I’ve attached 4 of mine
Jonet is recovering well from a shoulder operation
Best wishes
Richard
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Thanks Richard. I’ll email you shortly.
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Oh, and by the way, you can probably see the attachments haven’t come through.
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Dear Margaret
Of all your fine pictures we like most this of Montferrne in snow. We immediately associate silence with seeing it. Besides this, we like the graphics of it as well.
Well, Auschewitz-Birkenau makes us speechless.
We wish you a happy weekend
The Fab Four of Cley
🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂
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Thank you so much. Compliments from you are always worth having.
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Ah… the tranquility! Beautiful images!
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Thank you Amy.
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I love your collection, Margaret…especially the shadows in the snow, the castle, and (sigh) Auschwitz. Beautiful and poignant choices.
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Thank you. We all need a spot of silence these days.
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True, very true.
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Your photos beautifully translate silence into something visual, but the last one is of course something else entirely. You are right that such horrors must be remembered.
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Especially with the current rise of the Far Right.
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Absolutely. Scary times indeed.
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Margaret, as always you post is beautiful and the snowy scene is particularly lovely. But with several others I found your visit to the concentration camp was most notable. We have not been but our son has and he felt as you did. A painfully meaningful reminder of the past which is a stark warning of what we must guard against as our world turns more and more dangerous.
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It’s not so long ago that it felt realistic to feel this might never happen again. Nowadays … such certainty feels misplaced. But thank you, yes, that day in the snow was memorable indeed, for all the right reasons.
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