Monday, January 21, 2013
Much of that difference was a matter of intention, of becoming intentional about what we chose to photograph and how we composed the image. In those pre-digital days -- we shot slides, so we could look at and critique them later -- it was all about being selective, not wasting film.
But now I think -- and I wonder if the digital camera has anything to do with this -- photography feels to me like it's more about awakening to, or simply awakening, a photograph. It's more about being awake to my surroundings, about noticing and responding -- and then, later, in Photoshop, awakening the beauty that caught the eye originally; unwrapping all the beauty that the camera couldn't quite capture.
This weekend was all about fog: we had some sort of inversion going, and it was like living in London -- the fog was this tangible presence, all day long, never lifting. And up in the mountains, where the temperature never rose above freezing, the fog decorated the edges of everything -- trees, weeds, grasses, leaves, ferns -- with an icy white lace that had a bluish glow to it.
I was aware of it at some level, but driving home I was more trying to figure out the most efficient route, so eventually I pulled off the road to look at a map -- and it wasn't until I'd pulled onto the road again that I realized this beautiful barn and all the lacy trees behind it stood just off to my right. I ended up having to go several miles down the road and then turn back in order to get the shot I could easily have taken from my perch beside the road if I had just... awakened. And yes, I lost some time doing that -- but it was worth it!
Posted by Diane Walker at 7:36 AM