B A T E M A N S B A Y , N S W , A U S T R A L. I A
I HAD BEEN OUT SINCE WELL BEFORE DAWN AND HAD A RELATIVELY UNEVENTFUL MORNING. FOG CAN BE VERY STRESSFULL TO WORK IN, AS LIKE MANY PHOTOGRAPHERS I DREAM OF MISTY MORNGS. BUT WHEN THEY COME, THE PRESSURE TO PRODUCE SOMETHING IS EVEN GREATER AS YOU KNOW HOW RARE THEY CAN BE. I HAD WALKED FOR THE BEST PART OF THREE OR FOUR MILES LOOKING FOR SOMETHING SPECIAL, THEN JUST AS THE MIST STARTED TO LIFT, I BEGAN TO SEE THE SUNS OUTLINE. EVERYTHING CAME TOGETHER, THE GROUP OF ROCKS JUST APPEARED AND MY HASSELBLAD WITH ITS 50MM LENS SEAMED TO FRAME IT PERFECTLY. I DIDN’T NOTICE IT AT THE TIME, BUT THE SUNLIGHT JUST CATCHING THE WATERS SURFACE, FOR ME, MAKES THE PHOTOGRAPH…
COLIN I HOMES
