It was a challenging day driving the rental car and trying to take in the beauty of Cape Ann in a downpour. I was hoping to capture a cool shot on this final day of our trip. It began to get dark so I called it a day and headed back to my sister-in-law's house where we were staying. As I was negotiating a bend in the road I saw a flash of orange and blue in my rear view mirror... an unusual color combination for that area. Two minutes later I was there configuring the shot and as luck would have it the rain turned to a sprinkle. That orange color is rust.
I’ve learned something from antique shops. Searching for a particular thing can be frustrating. Going in with an open mind is much better. I usually find something I like. Or should I say… something I like seems to find me?
Photography often works like that, for me. I was out late working on a landscape series and wasn’t having any luck. It was getting dark and I heard the sound of wings above my head. I was able to swing around and photograph a flock of pigeons going to roost for the night. This photo is a one-off in that it didn’t fit the theme of the series I was working on.
Is it even a landscape photograph? Maybe. But it doesn’t matter because the photo carries a feeling of the coming of the night in a very strong way and I’m fortunate to have captured the moment.