0706_1419 Milk River at Dawn
The nighttime shadows were fading fast as I switched to an ultra-wide view (only a few minutes after the shot posted yesterday). A magical place, this, sacred to the Blackfoot and other people of the plains. It was an honour and a privilege to stand there and watch night turn into day.
Like yesterday's shot, this one lay dormant in my RAW folders for 18 years; I wasn't happy with my attempts at processing, using the tools available at that time. Then I forgot about it, and it disappeared beneath the avalanche of newer work (ie. my next 408,000 frames... approximately). I'm glad I looked back. I think I got close to the feeling of being there. This one's like a whisper in my ear, saying something I can't quite articulate. Sometimes only a photo will do.
Photographed in Writing-on-Stone Provincial Park, Alberta (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission ©2007 James R. Page - all rights reserved.
0706_1419 Milk River at Dawn
The nighttime shadows were fading fast as I switched to an ultra-wide view (only a few minutes after the shot posted yesterday). A magical place, this, sacred to the Blackfoot and other people of the plains. It was an honour and a privilege to stand there and watch night turn into day.
Like yesterday's shot, this one lay dormant in my RAW folders for 18 years; I wasn't happy with my attempts at processing, using the tools available at that time. Then I forgot about it, and it disappeared beneath the avalanche of newer work (ie. my next 408,000 frames... approximately). I'm glad I looked back. I think I got close to the feeling of being there. This one's like a whisper in my ear, saying something I can't quite articulate. Sometimes only a photo will do.
Photographed in Writing-on-Stone Provincial Park, Alberta (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission ©2007 James R. Page - all rights reserved.