Travel Photography: England
My home, my land, my birthplace. The lush green fields and rolling hills are things that poems should be written about, hold on, they were. With so much to offer I find I get frustrated when on my road trips because I try to photograph too much. I love architecture, nature, landscape, candid's; well just photography really. This leads to a conundrum and feeling that I am missing something, which is rather contradictory to capturing a moment in time; to waiting for the light and being in that moment at the 'right' time. I have been asked if I ever felt I am missing a moment because I invariably have my camera when those magical times arise. The answer I feel is no, because quite often I am there in those magical times because I set out to find them. Besides once you are all set up, it is only clicking a button. 'Click'.