I found her during a quiet walk through a memorial cemetery garden. She was beautiful and haunting, and I’m happy to have been able to capture her graceful stride through the garden that day. I could almost imagine her coming alive after dark, walking through the flowers in her gentle silence, mounting her podium once again before dawn.
“Too bad it’s cloudy”. I heard that more than once as I was out shooting some pre-dawn/sunrise shots. ‘Thank goodness it’s cloudy’ is more how I felt. I love the deep purple/pink and blue tones created by the big dark clouds colliding with the sun’s spilling light.