Too Far From Home
Went for a walk along a riverbank last Sunday, and I’ll be sharing a few pictures and stories from the trip over the course of four of five posts. Also a few lessons learned.
This particular shot struck me as being enormously sad. A living thing was swept up by events well beyond its control, and it was left completely out of its environment where it could not hope to survive or take any action at all to improve its condition. It seemed incredibly bleak, and entirely too representative of how I feel too often these days.
I learned several things while heading out onto this sandbar about photography. The first is, take note of your environment and plan every step carefully. Understand the shot you want before intruding near it. It would have been very easy to ruin the shot with a careless footprint or two. Not only did I have to think about this shot, but I had to look around carefully for any others in the area that I might want as well. Potentially every shot I wanted to take that day could be ruined by thoughtlessly walking across it ahead of time. It’s something that I realized needs to be considered in every shot I approach, not just the ones in soft sand. In other circumstances, a broken spider web could mean the difference between an shot I’m proud of and one that is useless.
I like the color and texture of the shell in this picture, and the overall suggestion of a bleak end to a relatively insignificant life (yeah, feeling a bit morose these days). But a lot of the rest of the technical details I’m not too thrilled with. Some of them I’ll go into more detail on in later posts, because all of the photos suffered from many of the same problems. In this case suffice it to say that I am unhappy with the contrast. It’s a bit over-done in my opinion, but if I pulled back on it at all the sand lost its texture and tended to look more like concrete.