There is no greater moment than being in the landscape, especially around water and woodland, either individually or together.
No thoughts, just quietly noticing what is going on around me, which sense is dominating, what is attracting my attention, what wants to be noticed. Being still, calm, observing.
Am I being taken to another place, another time, a distant memory? Why am I settling onto the subject in front of me, where is that connection coming from and where will it lead me. Is it the light, the subject, the energy or emotion that is speaking to me as I consider what is before me?
After much consideration a composition becomes clear that makes me really notice, my heart skips a beat, and only now I consider the camera. The virtue of patience has taken me a very long time to appreciate.
“Photography is an art of observation. It has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them.”
~ Elliott Erwitt