All day as I worked, it was in the back of my mind that I hadn't photographed yet. This always bothers me, and I never feel secure until first image is written to the memory card. When this happens I catch myself saying, "Well at least I have one thing for the day." The sun was starting to sink lower in the sky, and I knew that unless I wanted to night photograph I would have to go hunting soon. Hurriedly I put away all my gardening tools, parked the tractor and cart, grabbed my gear and headed out. As I drove, I asked myself a familiar question, "Where are you going to go?" I always answer the same way, "I'll know when I get there."
As I drove, I remembered an storage yard where construction equipment is kept. "That's where I'm going." I said relieved to myself. It was a place I had admired from the road many times before, but the light was never right, or I had already photographed for the day. Today all of the pieces were in place to pay this place a visit. Pulling into a little parking area; I grabbed my gear and headed around to the side to start my exploration. Rusting and decaying metal with peeling paint were everywhere, and I felt like a kid in a candy store. Simply, I couldn't decide what to photograph first. Places like this require multiple visits and adequate time to fully explore the depths of the potential art for harvesting. This was weighing on my mind as I scrambled around trying to get everything and getting nothing. Having a wealth of subject can be maddening if you don't have enough time to work with them. To say the least; I was nervous that I was going to blow it.
There was this very long piece of rusting iron with a metal bar leaning against it that caught my eye. The blue sky above it created a really nice contrast between it and the orange rust. Plus, all in front of the metal were weeds. I had to laugh at the thought they had set up camp here too. It was nice not to have to pull them and they added something to the shot. Stepping back, I began to photograph in landscape in hope of creating something special. There was a solitary wispy, white cloud slowly floating by and I decided to let it be part of the composition. It worked and I am pleased with the results, and thankful to have earned another day's work. I'm quite sure that tomorrow will bring about the same question, "Where are you going to?", and remembering to have enough faith to reply, "I'll know when I get there."
Happy Shooting.
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