The clouds parted just now, giving way to the jagged mountain peaks beyond. For a few fleeting seconds it seems as though I had the greatest view this earth of ours could offer. Its gone now, the clouds having covered it once again. Only the memory remains.
– 9/29/2012, exert from my photography journal
As photographers, we are driven to record the world around us. We feed off this need, knowing that perhaps the next exposure will be our best yet. Still there are times when its better to set the camera aside and experience life as it happens. This is not a skill learned in the classroom, or through a google search, but developed through your own photographic experiences. The saying goes ‘what you choose not to photograph, is just as important as what you do’. Which is true, except often times we misconstrue the meaning to be only photograph that which is interesting. Problem is, if we are busying ourselves with constantly trying to capture such things, we run the risk of never truly experiencing them at all.
The clouds did part ways on the cold cloudy September morning I found myself wandering around Artist Point on Mount Baker. I happened to be leaning against a large boulder marveling at how quite it was was shrouded in amongst the clouds, when it happened. I quickly reached for my camera, already perched its tripod, but stopped myself deciding instead to simply enjoy it. Moments later the view was gone, visibility again reduced to at times only about 150 feet in front of me. I took several exposures among the clouds that day, but brought back only the memory of what lay beyond them.