Here are some of my favorite nature images that I have made in the past few months. Being able to get out in the natural world has helped keep my spirits up in these troubled times.
On Saturday, we had a big storm. With high winds and above average tides due to an approaching full moon the east facing beaches were really stirred up . On Monday evening I went to Nauset Beach to photograph full moon rise at sunset, one of my favorite themes. Upon arrival, I noticed large areas of sand were covered in gull tracks. Then I realized why there was so much bird traffic. The storm had washed up a huge number of sea clams, and the gulls were having a feast!
Here’s another example of how I work with images. I started by selecting a small area of the scene before me. Looking through the viewfinder of my Canon 7D mark II, I moved forward and back, side to side, and up and down, changing the visual relationship of the posts and what was included and excluded in the scene. After pressing the shutter, I checked the histogram on the rear of the camera, to make sure I had a full range of values, without losing highlight or shadow detail.
The next part of the process is downloading the image with Adobe Lightroom. I add key words so that I can easily search my collection in the future. Then the digital magic begins. I won’t go into all the steps, but according to the history window, there were 25. I did crop to different proportions, adjusted lighting, and cloned out a piece of concrete wall in the lower right corner.
Years ago I read in a photography magazine, and I can’t remember the author’s name, that serendipity is the intersection of preparation and chance. Last night’s sunset is a good example. For decades I have been honing my photographic skills- technical and artistic. I have acquainted myself with many nearby locations, studied weather and cloud movement, and the different seasonal looks.
Yesterday, I was planning to photograph the end of day. Looking at the clouds from my front yard, and watching their movement, I thought if I went west and south, the light would be more likely to illuminate the clouds from below. I decided to go to West Dennis Beach.
The beach itself, along that part of Nantucket Sound, is a straight band of sand, not offering much of visual interest, and the small waves broke up what on a still evening would have been great reflections. I drove the mile length of the parking area, seeing how the sky and foreground related to each other. The color started to come up as the sun disappeared. I turned around and decided the best foreground was a section of dune and pathway. And then this was my reward-