Sunday. So we're sitting in Death Valley. Sitting in an air conditioned motel room, fortunately, but I have to admit visiting Death Valley as in driving through the floor of the valley itself in a car, my car or anyone else's car, has not been one of my long unrealized dreams. It wasn't all that hot when we arrived - I have no idea how hot it can get in an early November, but I suspect I could Google up an answer if I had network connectivity here at the motel - and it isn't all that hot outside right now just after sunset. This is all to the good, but who knows what may come in the morning. My companions have plans to go out and see local places of interest and I, of course, will tag along. I'm here to see the world in my Element and the world seems to have given up some very different pictures than are my norm, so I have no complaints. My suspicion is doing this alone at a more leisurely pace might be an interesting ticket.
I discover we were not at Mammoth Lake yesterday, by the way, but Mono Lake located not far from Mammoth which we eyeballed on our way this morning to Death Valley. (It has a ring to it, does it not? Death Valley? What did you find in the valley?) This is for me a sign I'm getting with the program and just letting things happen. The longer drives, however, make me realize I'm not paying as much attention as I should to the photographs. The choice of images at the sand dunes we passed, for example, should have been better, could have been better, but we'd been on the road for eight hours by then and I was old man tired. Still, I'm “seeing” as I'm shooting. Not well, but I can see the way to go to make progress. Maybe there are other avenues to explore other than portraits.
Got a call to shoot candids at a wedding dinner later this month. I'm looking forward to it. All kinds of things happening.