I am constantly looking for the perfect location, always looking as I drive on the most mundane of chores always thinking of how I can reinterpret a scene. Recently I’ve been spending time in Connemara and while there I am on the look out for a scene that I can return to in order to track the change in season. I spent last night checking out a beautiful big beech tree and I was imagining it in colour. Checking out the orientation with the sun and how the light would affect it I decided to pay to a visit last evening for the final hour or so of daylight. I was imagining how good it would look, all verdant and resplendent in it’s summer foliage, as the sun was sinking slowly down below the horizon in the west. Not a breeze ruffling it’s canopy and in the sky behind I watched as the clouds turned golden and there was fog! am I the only one who drives 50 miles to drive into fog?? We photographers are really nuts you know! We don’t see reality really and maybe that is the best part of all.
In the end when I got to my chosen location it wasn’t what I expected. The light disappeared too early (because of the fog!) and left the leafy giant in the sullen shade. I still shot it and I had a good walk around and found another pair of trees that are almost a substitute. Thinking about what I wanted to show I decided that using the trees alone to show the seasons change would be too one-dimensional and that I needed some more seasonal markers like the use of the land, the weather and so on. So I guess my quest continues for the perfect location!