Late-Night Light Stalking
I couldn't get enough of the snow yesterday! It's been over a year since I have seen snowfall like this. It reminds me of my time in Fairbanks, Alaska. How I miss those day! After my memorable fat bike ride through the morning snow (see previous post), I set out to explore on foot at night. The way my neighborhood works is that everyone goes to bed at 9:00pm. After that, it's a ghost town, and I like it that way.
I frequently walk around the neighborhood around this time because it is peaceful, leaving my mind free to wander without distraction or interruption. Looking back at these photos, I shouldn't be so surprised at how personal they are. Many of my thoughts translated well to the photographic format. However, I may be the only person who sees it. That's the mystery behind any art form.
One of the challenges of photographing in a snowstorm is keeping those pesky flakes off of the lens and out of the camera bag. Usually, I like to hunt with one lens, but I love how the NIKKOR 14-24 mm f/2.8 operates at night. After all, I originally purchased the lens to take photographs of the aurora borealis. It is an excellent piece of glass. Alongside that lens, I carried a substantially lighter NIKKOR 50 mm prime lens to capture that painterly quality. Lastly, I threw my not so light Manfrotto/Benro tripod over my shoulder.
Sounds were quickly muted by the snow, and I was aware of the sound of my equipment rocking back and forth as I walked down the wet, empty streets. Light from all around the city reflected off of the thick cloud cover, casting a pale, fulvous color over everything. I marched past Christmas lights, darkened homes, and the shifting pale-blue light from televisions in upstairs windows. It was late, much later than 9:00pm.
I was feeling very awake and restless, the cup of yerba maté I had consumed was clearly doing the job. I made it to Creekside Park where I had biked only 12 hours before. There were kids sledding down a small hill, but it must have been their last run for the night because they quickly got off of their sleds and headed to the car. Now, I was the only person around, walking intentionally through the deep snow.
Even though the water was flowing through Cottonwood Creek at a vigorous pace, its sounds were heavily muffled by the fresh snow. Once I was deep into the woods, all sounds ceased except for the ringing in my ears. I took some long exposures within the dark woods, and played around with movement and focal lengths; I really like the results.
Now that we are all thoroughly dizzy, I will say that I always learn something new when I pursue night photography. Sometimes I learn new ways to use my camera and equipment, while other times I discover new things about myself. Either way, it's cheap therapy for body, mind, and soul.
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Really like the black and whites. The night shots are the best in my opinion. They draw me in and make me feel as though I'm walking into your lens.
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