I don’t know where creativity comes from nor do I care.
It’s a funny thing that for me happens automatically as if my hand is being guided by some otherworldly force.
Many times I will drive out of town with a specific idea in mind and more times than not I end up photographing something completley different. Is that creativity?
This morning was a busy one with all the family heading off to their full time or summer jobs between semesters. A small mountain of laundry needed to be done and as the one person who is retired and stays at home it is incumbent upon me to get it done. I had just finished my second load of laundry and happened to look out of the window to see the beginnings of wispy cirrus clouds. The past few days had been overcast and at times raining hard so even though I wanted to get out I knew better and stayed at home.
Off I went with just one lens and a few neutral density filters and oh yeah, just one camera body, the one modified to photograph infrared.
Ten minutes later I was walking along a country road framing the shot, putting on the TWO neutral density filters to bring the exposure down to three minutes and grabbing a shot.
This went on for half an hour before I got bored and decided to visit a tree that I had photographed in the past. What makes the tree interesting to me is that it is sitting on a small hill in the middle of nothing. That’s odd because most empty fields around here are used as pasture for grazing or tilled for crops.
As I walked in the wet morning grass up to the tree my thoughts wandered to my recently departed brother. It’s funny how he continues to visit my thoughts. So many happy memories of when we were young, before we were married and our own families to raise. A large part of our lives was spent outside. My father who died when I was six years old was an avid outdoorsman. He left behind a treasure of Field and Stream and Outdoor Life magazines upon which many dream trips with him were planned.
Maybe it is because of the above that I feel a special connectedness with the outdoors? It can be in the mountains, by the lake or out on the prairies and still the feeling of awe and connectedness is there but back to the little tree sitting by itself in the field.
I composed my shot, put the two neutral density filters onto the lens and pressed the button on the timer. As I waited for the timer to count down the three minute exposure my mind did what it always does at these times, daydream. For a few minutes all that existed for me was this tree out on the prairie all by itself. Vehicles could be heard buzzing by on the nearby highway oblivious to this special place.
Maybe that is what photography is? An escape? Or a visit to a familiar place?
When I got back and started looking at what I had taken this morning I was struck by the heavenly feel the photos had. It was all light and space. It was for a moment while I was there, a heavenly place.