Mat Malone
Morning Glory
Grant Park, San Jose, California.
I am not a religious man, but watching the sun rise this past Sunday it's impossible not to think about a higher power. The glorious orange light twinkled as it filtered through the oak trees along the ridge, as if the light was dancing just for me.
Very little done in the way of processing beyond blending an exposure to keep the highlights in check -- the light was just that wild.
Morning Glory
Grant Park, San Jose, California.
I am not a religious man, but watching the sun rise this past Sunday it's impossible not to think about a higher power. The glorious orange light twinkled as it filtered through the oak trees along the ridge, as if the light was dancing just for me.
Very little done in the way of processing beyond blending an exposure to keep the highlights in check -- the light was just that wild.