Shooting the Bronica in the rain
in journal
It feels like it was yesterday when I left for my fall trip. Back in Spain and still not entirely unpacked, it's time to grab my bags and hit the road yet again. This time, though, it's going to be a little bit different.
During the next 7 days I will be hiking between 15 and 18 miles a day, facing pouring rain and maybe even snow, as I follow the famous pilgrimage route to Santiago.
I'd never thought about doing the camino, and even less in winter, but something about it feels just right.
See you out there.
It's my secret: I've been shooting 35mm for a few weeks, using a crappy plastic chinese camera. It was a fun but frustrating experience.
Some images I made last night at the "roman bridge" (even though the locals call it roman, the bridge is actually from the medieval ages) in heavy fog.
A few months ago, I decided to start calling myself an artist, instead of a photographer. After all, I create art. Or I try to.
Artists aren't trying to represent what I see in an accurate and truthfully way. We try to express ourselves.
Instead of capturing nature with proper exposure and focus so it resembles as much as possible the original, we try to use it to express an idea or emotion, to add our own character.
This approach to photography is less about what's in front of the lens, and more about who's behind it.
In order to make an image able to convey our message from a realistic representation, often times we have no choice but to edit, in software or the darkroom, our negatives, RAW files, whatever it is, so creation can happen.
Many dismiss this as unethical or unnecessary. I say, this is how art is done.
Contrast is one of the most important elements in photography. I'm not talking -only- about the slider in your photo editor to manipulate the tones of the image.
Contrast means difference. Creating difference between your subject and everything else, you are able to tell a story.
This can be achieved using the differences in color and luminance, but also using shapes, textures and more.
While we seek contrast between the subject and the rest of the photo, we want to minimize it within those elements - thus increasing it between them. One of my favorite techniques to achieve this is long exposure photography: smoothing out water, for example, we remove contrast from it hence increasing that contrast between the water and our subject.
I show you some examples of this and other techniques in this video:
White Badlands is the new Image of the Month for the month of December.
I made this image in the remote Badlands National Park, South Dakota, in the middle of a blizzard that brought almost a foot of snow to the park and closed all the roads around. I was probably the only visitor that day, surely the only one in that white and empty campground.
I spent most of the time in the car, waiting for a chance to get out and make some images. Eventually, I was able to get out for just a few minutes, face the freezing temperatures and do some photography. It was so worth it.
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I got to spend a few hours in Switzerland and tried to make the most of them. I hike to Monte San Giorgio where I get the best view of the trip, but I'm unable to create any images from up there.
I used to believe that I should make every shot count, that I should have a higher ratio of keepers when I get back from a shooting.
Farther in my photography journey, I see now how I was limiting myself. Limitations can be good for creativity, but this one was just holding me back.
I realize now that this a process that involves many steps, every one of them as important as the previous one. I used to think all that mattered was the moment I pressed the shutter, everything had to happen then and there. Boy, was I wrong.
Today, I shoot a lot. I probably take 150 to 200 photos a day when I’m traveling, sometimes even more. Very, very few are good enough to make it through my process.
This change in mindset has made me a better and more aware photographer: if I’m waiting for the perfect moment to get my camera out and shoot, I tend to become distracted and disengage from the environment; if I’m constantly shooting, I’m focused, I’m working, I’m in the zone, if you will. This is why I take the first photo early on.
Yes, going through hundreds of photos to select just a few takes time and effort. But it’s supposed to! It’s not something I want to avoid anymore, but embrace.
Space
During these past few weeks, I spent quite some time staring at the mountains in the distance. They fascinate me. At night, I'd look up and see the shadows of those giants, just a few miles away. I'd imagine how cold it was up there, how windy, how deathly.
Not only we live in the only planet capable of hosting us, but it is within a very thin section of Earth that we live in: barely 3 miles from sea level to the highest settlement.
Time
If you were to spin a roulette of time, with numbers from the beginning of the Universe until its end, what are the chances that the ball would fall on your lifetime? Beyond impossible.
Existence
What about our own existence? If our parents had sex a mere seconds earlier or later, we wouldn't be here. The odds of our parents to exist and meet were even lower. It keeps getting less and less likely the higher you go.
We live in an impossible part of the Universe, at an impossible time, and we are the product of an impossible chain of events.
Today is impossible and yet, it's happening.
PS: I'm working on a project about these issues and I think a lot about it.
A short movie with some clips and images from our time in Verona, Venice and Trento.
I went to Venice yesterday. Even though I visited as a tourist and spent little time making images, I still brought my cameras and tripod with me. Just in case.
I also used my phone, of course.
Every time I use both systems for "image making" (not just snaps), I see how camera companies are losing to the increasingly more powerful smartphones. And I can't believe they aren't reacting.
The megapixel race has ended a while ago. Sensors are getting better and better, but it doesn't matter that much anymore. They are good enough, they have been for a while. Today, and in the foreseeable future, is the software that makes the difference.
Read MoreA short movie with some of the highlights of my time at beautiful Lago di Garda, in northern Italy.
I try to add as much mystery as I can in my images. I want them to be on the edge between reality and dreams, if you will: the viewer decides what they are looking at.
I often wonder if by sharing so much of my process (YouTube, Instagram stories...) I might be destroying part of that mystery.
Should I retreat into the shadows and share only the final image? Or should I keep sharing my journey as a way to inspire others?
I believe there's a balance to be found here as well: hint, don't show; inspire, don't keep it to yourself. You'll find me out there, looking for such harmony.
Woman getting up and waving to the Sun
Gym advertisement poster
Spirit emerging
Woman against a tsunami
Nuclear apocalypse
Ghost with big eyes trapped in the light
First steps after death
Hopeless look into the abyss
Swimming towards a wave
Fly trapped in insecticide
Dancer's dream
About to commit suicide
Caterpillar becoming butterfly
Double street light
Cobra threatening to attack
Origin of life
Apocalypse
Evolution
My mom has been fascinated by this image of mine since I posted it on Instagram a couple of days ago. Apparently, she's been looking for some meaning behind it. Those above are just some of the titles she's suggested.
I had no meaning in mind when I created it.
That's the beauty of photography and art, we can create for the sake of creating and the viewer can give it a meaning, if they wish to do so.
f/64, 1/12,500sec, ISO 12.
One of the things I loved the most from Austria was the tirolean dumplings. So, so good! We want to make them ourselves, so we've been looking for some recipes online.
The list of ingredients only tell part of the story, the instructions of how to make them is what matters. Usually, we can get away with replacing some of the ingredients and still get a delicious meal, maybe even better than the original!
Ilford HP4, pushed 1 stop with Ilfosol diluted under a full moon.
Photography isn't very different.
We still like to share our settings and equipment used, but forget to mention what really matters when it comes to make a great image: why we were there at that moment and what we were trying to create -if anything at all.
My first hours with the Sony RX100VII, just in time to photograph a beautiful snowstorm in Innsbruck, Austria.
Hello from Arco, Italy,
Sadly, we had to leave Austria one week earlier than anticipated due to bad weather. Snow and ice prevented me from doing many of the things I wanted to do there, but it was those same conditions that gifted me with a magical day that made me miss the mountains.
I lived in Portland, OR, for 5 years. While the city might not get snow every winter (we got one big snowstorm in all of those years), the mountains around it are covered in white powder for several months a year. It's easy to find snow even during the summer, if you hike high enough. I absolutely loved it.
I find snow fascinating. I grew up in a place that barely gets any: flurries are scarce, seeing the snow stick on the ground is a once-in-a-lifetime-event. The nearby mountains do get snow but it's short-lived as the warmer temperatures melt it away rather quickly.
Innsbruck got pummeled with snow last Wednesday. The locals might have found it annoying for their commutes, but it was a gift for me: unable to reach the snowy mountains, they came to me.
Placed among giants, it was easy for me to reach high altitudes by simply walking from our place near downtown Innsbruck. I walked in the snow for hours, going as high on the mountain as I could. I knew it wasn't going to last (it's still November, after all) and I wanted to take it all in.
When I left the city behind and reached the forest, it was like being back in the mountains of Oregon. I was once again walking into magical scenes from a fairy tale.
I loved my time in Innsbruck, definitely on top of my list of places to go back to. Next time, hopefully, better prepared for the winter.