The very nature of photography is slicing time. Photographs are based on exposure to light, be it film or sensor and usually lasting only a fraction of a second. But in that unique moment, magic is made, never to be repeated, for seasons change, expressions are different, and nothing is static. It’s just a click, but one of endless boundaries and imagination, pausing time, and never to be captured again.
Somewhere in Mexico
This image was taken several years ago when I was experimenting with infrared film. I'm not one to embrace the medium. Most IR photos look like...IR photos, especially landscapes. I tried to "tone down" the IR look. Anyway, I still like the image. It feels peaceful. I'm intrigued by what appears to be an entrance to a cave, just right of the rocks, adding to the mystical value of the scene. There are some images that, over time, continue to captivate our interest, even if we are not able to fully articulate the reason. This image is one of them.
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