1808_5963 Sunrise
I camped on the BC coast for 11 nights, and without exception was in bed early and up early. "Bed" = sleeping bag, because I still use a tent and probably always will. I sleep best when I'm close to - but protected from - the elements.
On this morning I got up early, made a cup of filter drip coffee (dark roast, organic, fairly traded), and moseyed out onto the beach. Moseying is a habit I've learned this past decade, living on the prairie. And then I saw a sliver of sun poking up from a cloud bank across the strait, and quickly abandoning moseying mode, I ran for my camera.
Now here's the processing dilemma. My auto white balance didn't render the scene anything like I remember it, so I tinkered with it a LOT in Photoshop. I remember a red sun. I remember the gunmetal grey sea, with tinges of purple in the water and sky. This looks accurate to me, although slightly surreal. Is my memory trustworthy? And does it matter? Ah. Who knows; I sure don't. But I like it. I think it's close to accurate. And even that isn't a big problem, because we aren't trying to reproduce reality, are we? No. All photography is an interpretation.
I should add that the hazy layer above the cloud bank is smoke from forest fires. Almost all of BC was engulfed in smoke by late summer. To the climate change deniers: you are just plain wrong. Our situation is desperate, globally. Anyone who is willing to put aside vested interests and look at the evidence impartially can see this.
Photographed from a beach overlooking Broughton Strait, British Columbia (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission © 2018 James R. Page - all rights reserved.
1808_5963 Sunrise
I camped on the BC coast for 11 nights, and without exception was in bed early and up early. "Bed" = sleeping bag, because I still use a tent and probably always will. I sleep best when I'm close to - but protected from - the elements.
On this morning I got up early, made a cup of filter drip coffee (dark roast, organic, fairly traded), and moseyed out onto the beach. Moseying is a habit I've learned this past decade, living on the prairie. And then I saw a sliver of sun poking up from a cloud bank across the strait, and quickly abandoning moseying mode, I ran for my camera.
Now here's the processing dilemma. My auto white balance didn't render the scene anything like I remember it, so I tinkered with it a LOT in Photoshop. I remember a red sun. I remember the gunmetal grey sea, with tinges of purple in the water and sky. This looks accurate to me, although slightly surreal. Is my memory trustworthy? And does it matter? Ah. Who knows; I sure don't. But I like it. I think it's close to accurate. And even that isn't a big problem, because we aren't trying to reproduce reality, are we? No. All photography is an interpretation.
I should add that the hazy layer above the cloud bank is smoke from forest fires. Almost all of BC was engulfed in smoke by late summer. To the climate change deniers: you are just plain wrong. Our situation is desperate, globally. Anyone who is willing to put aside vested interests and look at the evidence impartially can see this.
Photographed from a beach overlooking Broughton Strait, British Columbia (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission © 2018 James R. Page - all rights reserved.