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Photography Is · Chapter IV: Final Click...
Finally here we were, in front of the lighthouse of Gythio. Long night that night, but we made it through. Gods of Photography once again had favored us with the joys of accomplishment. We made it to Cape Tenaro, got back for Dimitrios shipwreck and finally we were at Gythio, to see if we could get that starry sky in all three places, at the same night. Not that it mattered really, not anymore...
It was 3:30am and the town was sleeping by now. The Milky Way was in its way to set. Half an hour was left. There was lots of light pollution in the town itself, so this was one more thing to take into account. Yet I was standing in front of that lighthouse and I knew I couldn't leave without even trying. We were told there was a lighthouse guardian inside, sleeping at that point I guess.
I moved in as close I could, but not too close. I could hear my steps on the soil and I swear, ohh God, they were so loud. I set my tripod and camera looking at the sea, the opposite way of the town. Light pollution was at its worse the other direction. This way I could get me some decent darkness to work with. I also knew that I would not get the center of Via Lactea where its core lies, but it didn't matter to me at that point. After all, what I really was after that night, I already had gotten it and been feeling it. Inside!
At that point I knew in my heart that Photography was not just a means of communicating things, thoughts and feelings. It was not only about expressing myself. It can be a way to relief and redemption. And sometimes it can be just the excuse, the pretense if you will. To go after what your mind dictates and your heart desires. To go after yourself and push further...
So one last shot for that night. One last shot and we could call it a day. And what a day that was! Or should I better say what a night!?
Click...
Photography Is · Chapter IV: Final Click...
Finally here we were, in front of the lighthouse of Gythio. Long night that night, but we made it through. Gods of Photography once again had favored us with the joys of accomplishment. We made it to Cape Tenaro, got back for Dimitrios shipwreck and finally we were at Gythio, to see if we could get that starry sky in all three places, at the same night. Not that it mattered really, not anymore...
It was 3:30am and the town was sleeping by now. The Milky Way was in its way to set. Half an hour was left. There was lots of light pollution in the town itself, so this was one more thing to take into account. Yet I was standing in front of that lighthouse and I knew I couldn't leave without even trying. We were told there was a lighthouse guardian inside, sleeping at that point I guess.
I moved in as close I could, but not too close. I could hear my steps on the soil and I swear, ohh God, they were so loud. I set my tripod and camera looking at the sea, the opposite way of the town. Light pollution was at its worse the other direction. This way I could get me some decent darkness to work with. I also knew that I would not get the center of Via Lactea where its core lies, but it didn't matter to me at that point. After all, what I really was after that night, I already had gotten it and been feeling it. Inside!
At that point I knew in my heart that Photography was not just a means of communicating things, thoughts and feelings. It was not only about expressing myself. It can be a way to relief and redemption. And sometimes it can be just the excuse, the pretense if you will. To go after what your mind dictates and your heart desires. To go after yourself and push further...
So one last shot for that night. One last shot and we could call it a day. And what a day that was! Or should I better say what a night!?
Click...