I pulled off the road onto the rugged gravel driveway towards the building. It had just sprinkled, and the clouds were looking stormy, and I always like the colors that are brought out in such conditions.
There's just something about crusty old buildings falling apart in a field: they kinda beg to be photographed holding on to years gone by, sort of like the wise face of an old-timer who saw a world very different from the one we live in now. But then...some of these structures aren't as much ancient as not built to weather decades, but either way, once in a while, the charm of such a parallelogram structure just calls out to me.
Farther down the highway, I had to snap a shot of a lone tree in the golden glow of the sunset with stormy clouds behind it. Unfortunately, the lightning was sparse, and I wasn't lucky enough to snap a shot during a strike, and I couldn't dial down the settings enough to leave the shutter open long. Isn't there some kind of filter you can put on a lens to help out with that?
4 comments:
You're a man after my own heart. I LOVE old barns and homesteads and lone trees in open fields, the colors brought out by storms, the sun peeking through the storm clouds, and especially the sun shining on the landscape from behind me with the stormy charcoal sky as a backdrop behind the scene I'm facing. I should take the opportunity next time we have a big storm to be in the right place when the storm begins to subside.
Beautiful photography!
Beautiful, Jay. Just beautiful. Your photos trigger both an intellectual and emotional response in me. Intellectual because of the questions your photos both answer and pose concerning the relationships between man and nature. The emotional response is stimulated by my love for the West. I miss it there.
I grew up in upstate New York on the Hudson River in the Catskill Mountains. It's history goes back to the first settlers, and it's beautiful. I moved to Idaho when I was 22. What a different place! And although the West is much newer than the East, it's much more primitive and wild. Like Ike, I fell in love with it and feel like it's where I belong. There's a freedom and spirit about the West that you capture in your photos. You tell a story with your camera. Please develop your talent to a level with which you're comfortable enough to share it with the world.
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