I love the edges. The edge of the light. The edge of situations. The edge of a storm. It seems that everything is more exciting on the edge. Buried in the center is predictability. The light becomes lifeless. The storm is dark and wet. On the edge of a storm you will find clouds that are lively and exciting.
This image was made a couple of years ago and I haven’t been to excited about it. I finally, after passing over it numerous times, decided to print a small print. I do that as I prep images to see the progress and make sure everything is perfect before doing the final, master print. When the 7×10 came out of the printer my heart immediately jumped! the clouds popped and I was hooked. This image definitely has potential. It still needs a bit of work, but it will get there. My process for getting to the master print is a long one. I have in my minds eye a good idea as to what the print will look like when I shoot it. However, I tweak the image and refine it over a period of time until it is just right. Sometimes this takes hours, sometimes days and sometimes weeks. It just depends on the image. But when it is finished, it is just right. It will have a feel to it that sens a message to the viewer and hopefully let them feel what I felt when it was created.
The clouds spoke to me too! i jusy want to go lay on my back and stare into skys like that one! I think I am like that sky! Most women are, I suppose. Thanks for digging it out! It took my breath away!