Valda Bailey

'Despite T.S. Eliot's assertion that 'April is the cruellest month', I invariably feel a sudden surge of well-being and optimism when the first scent of spring hangs in the air. I know I'm not alone in this, photographers and artists surely feel that sense of excitement as keenly as any gardener eagerly rifling through their seed packets. Mother Nature, it seems, is handing us our photographs on a plate. The light is soft and benign, the colours are gentle, and the countryside seems to suddenly be filled with boundless enthusiasm....