Bellamy Harbor

It was a long day at work. One of those days where you are constantly running around but not really accomplishing anything. Where you are being pulled from one small problem to the next. Where your list of projects mockingly calls at you, knowing you will not get to it… yeah, one of those days.

Getting home later than usual doesn’t bother me, the fresh wave of heat and humidity does. After dinner I was not thinking of going back out there, into the sauna, for a few “pictures”. I sat down on the couch and picked up Rick Sammon’s book, the one I mentioned a while ago that I had started. I didn’t get very far into the next chapter when I read a passage about landscape photographers. It hit home.

Always around sunrises and sunsets I keep looking out the windows (actually the time leading up to those events), trying to gauge if I should or shouldn’t go chasing the light. I don’t know why I have these internal struggles. I forget you have to be out there and experience the light in order to capture it. Go! Just go out there and let your eye wander. Point the camera at anything that interests you. Rick’s passage in his book reminded me…

One glance to the west and I knew the sunset was going to be one to watch. I didn’t need to photograph it, I needed to experience it, and if I happen to capture an image… bonus! I headed down to Bellamy Harbor…