The sun is setting and I'm at the beach. I have exactly three minutes left to find one more composition. Those are some of the thoughts going through my mind at moments like this, it's like a game and it can be a lot of frantic fun. Such was the case when I found myself behind some seagrass and a tree that created a kind of frame and just then these folks walked by. Click.
Framing an image is an important aspect of street photography. Find some interesting scene and wait for someone to walk through it. When people are in an image we tend to put ourselves into that scene whether we realize it or not. In this way artistic images have a way of pulling us out of ourselves.
My earlier landscapes almost never had people in them. Someone once pointed this out and I started to take notice. Now I'm not so concerned with finding landscapes without people, if I do great, but not required. So this resulted in a blending of my love of both street and landscape photography. Now when shooting landscapes I will often look for a frame and wait for someone to walk through it. In a long winded way this is the thinking that went into this image. It's a crossover of sorts.
My eye is always in the sky whenever I'm outside. I suppose that's a side effect of being a landscape photographer. It's my opinion that clouds are fifty percent of what makes an image interesting. That's a generalization and there are exceptions to every rule, but ninety percent of the time, clouds are fifty percent of the picture; photography by the numbers.
Of course I'm being a little facetious, art cannot be divided and multiplied. At least I don't think so. But I think art gives inspiration to ideas like mathematical theories. It's a side effect of how we work. We look at something abstract and try to make sense of it. We look at clouds and each see something different. I think abstractions give our subconscious an opportunity to communicate with our conscious selfs, only we don't realize it so we call it "sub-conscious", one of life's little ironies.
Back to the math. In photography we have something called the rule of thirds. Dividing the subjects on boundaries of one-third makes and image more interesting, so they say. Some of my images, like this, are a little more extreme. I'll call it my rule of tenths. One-tenth of stuff on the bottom and nine-tenths of abstract at the top. That way, my sub-conscious has more room. It's just a theory mind you, but you never know, I could be on to something.
I found this little spot not far from home hidden in a little residential community. This was one of those days when I could tell we'd have nice clouds and so decided to head out. I was headed somewhere else but a little voice inside said come here and I'm glad I listened.
Half the times when I head out to take photos I have no idea where I'm going. That can be a little disconcerting for a guy like me. Driving away from home without a clue is not a normal thing for me. It end up as little battle between the rational and artistic sides. I should be a little more patient. Mr. Rational is a good guy, he does the daily things that keep life running. But Mr. Artist could care less and is more interested finding new way of looking at the world.
So as I leave the house Mr. Rational gets a little out-of-sorts. Its at that point when I give Mr. Artists the steering wheel, it's like shape shifting, not easy to do. Eventually the chatter stops and I continue on my way, turning and stopping where I may. Such was the case with this photo. Even though its close to home I've never been here and somehow I knew I needed to. So here is a photo, straight from the right side of my right brain, aka Mr Artist.