Soaring
Back to one of the countless waterfalls in Iceland, the mighty Skogafoss. As I mentioned in the caption of Where Rainbows End, the crowds of tourists forced me to zoom into the scene and shoot more intimate compositions. And as luck would have it, at the exact moment I pressed the shutter to take a picture of this abstract-looking composition of falling water, a bird flew through the scene and I happened to catch it right in the third of the frame. So unlike the image At World's End which I took in the Westfjords where we really waited until a bird was in the frame, this image was pure luck, and since I couldn’t get any of the classic compositions with the river in the foreground because of all the people, I was really happy when I noticed the bird on the back display of my camera. I hope you like it too!
Soaring
Back to one of the countless waterfalls in Iceland, the mighty Skogafoss. As I mentioned in the caption of Where Rainbows End, the crowds of tourists forced me to zoom into the scene and shoot more intimate compositions. And as luck would have it, at the exact moment I pressed the shutter to take a picture of this abstract-looking composition of falling water, a bird flew through the scene and I happened to catch it right in the third of the frame. So unlike the image At World's End which I took in the Westfjords where we really waited until a bird was in the frame, this image was pure luck, and since I couldn’t get any of the classic compositions with the river in the foreground because of all the people, I was really happy when I noticed the bird on the back display of my camera. I hope you like it too!