She turned the corner and was immediately struck by the beauty of the…..but wait.
She took a few steps back and took in more of the scene, and realized there was quite a composition here, she pulled out her camera and fired a shot or three, lowered the camera and just looked for several minutes.
Then, with a better appreciation of what was in front of her, she took just one step to the left, and shot again, smiled, put her camera away and continued home.
On the way, the couldn’t stop thinking about the pictures she’d just taken, and while running them around in her head, she realized it all would have worked better from even farther away, she’d go back again tomorrow.
The next day she did go back, went directly to where she’d taken her second round the day before, backed up about 20 feet and tried again. Twenty more feet and tried again…..and twenty more feet and…
The angle was getting better but she was pulling too many objects into the shot, she would need a longer lens so she called it a day, went home and first thing on day three, she packed all of her lenses and went out the door.
She spent a couple of hours that day, moving forward, moving back, circling to get the best angle, and swapping lenses. She probably had 40 or 50 good, unique looks at this scene, and decided it was time to look at them on a larger screen. She went home, loaded up the pictures on her computer and piped them over to her TV for a good, wide field of view gander.
She culled the batch, and left herself with just 3, but while she liked them, she wasn’t sold on any of them, she’d go back tomorrow.
On day 4, she tried shooting from closer to the ground, and she tried getting very very close to the subject and using her ultra-wide angle. This felt closer to her goal, but from down low, the light was wrong, it was clear this would work better with a morning sun.
But the next day it rained.
She still went to shoot, even though she new she wouldn’t have the light she needed, and she was very pleasantly surprised. The wet streets became a kind of mirror, and her composition changed dramatically, it would no longer be wide, it would be TALL. She snapped a few tests, but knew that what she really needed, was an evening shoot, so the streetlights would be on.
She planned to return later that night.
It stopped raining. The streets dried. Her plan would have to wait.
No rain in the forecast for days 6 and 7 and 8, but back she went. She did some test shots from the opposite side, tried some crazy intentional motion blurs and created some multiple exposures. She also noticed a balcony, 8 stories up that she’d somehow overlooked. She could shoot DOWN!
On day 8, she finally got someone to answer the door to the apartment with the balcony, and even though they thought she was crazy, they finally agreed to let her come in and shoot. The balcony was a cool angle, but she could tell that the spot she MOST wanted, was unfortunately, just a little bit too far to the north, she wasn’t going to get that perfect shot. Still, from this angle, the brick streets formed an amazing pattern, so she clicked off some black and whites.
Day 9….it rained.
She knew what she wanted to shoot, and from where. She knew how she wanted to shoot it and when, and the forecast for today was rain right through until late afternoon. The streets would be wet. The waiting was tough.
Finally, 6pm rolled ’round, and off she went. She had her plan on a checklist. Angle, focal length, a few notes on technique. She had made a special “tripod” that let her set her camera pretty much right down on the ground in portrait orientation.
Everything was right, the scene, the light, the conditions, the concept and now…
She took dozens of pictures from only slightly different spots…..12 inches to the right, 4 inches back, just a couple inches higher off the ground. Somewhere in today’s 50 images, she had THE one.
She had THE very best possible possible picture of the……