You cannot rely on the light being great when you want it to be. The light was amazing on Sunday but I was driving through Newcastle-upon-Tyne and not taking photos. I spotted six people out with their cameras shooting in the warm late-afternoon light and I bet they got some great shots. I was “on a mission” and did not have the chance to stop anywhere.
A few days earlier I had a drive in the countryside, determined to get some photos away from the sea. The light was flat. I stopped the car a couple of times but I wasn’t inspired. Then, driving up onto the moor hoping to capture some shots of the snow it became too dangerous to stop because of the blizzard conditions there. I turned back downhill ending up at the coast again. I decided to take a stroll along a stretch of beach a few miles north of home. I had been here a few years ago and had unsuccessfully tried to photograph a ruined chapel behind the dunes. Perhaps I would have more luck this time.
It was cold and I hoped I was not shivering too much to get a steady image. The light changed for a few moments and I fired off a couple of frames of the chapel.
Back home I started to develop one of them. I was determined to produce a colour image for this post, but it was clear that the image must be another black and white.
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