I found myself standing in the rain in Shandon today, camera in hand, waiting. Waiting and wondering if I was on the cusp of one of those fantastic moments in Irish Landscape Photography: where the clouds break and the most fantastic light creates a scene of such beauty that it captures all that is magnificent about Ireland’s Landscape.
Or am I just a Muppet standing in the rain?
Well the moment never came. Today I was the Muppet.
I decided this morning to swap my evening’s leisure for an morning of taking photographs of the city. It was promising a beautiful autumn morning. I did my essentials and headed into town, that light fading fast and by the time I hit Shandon the blue was gone and the black was coming, followed by the grey and the damp.
By the time I trudged home up High Street that light did appear. A glorious sun shower with blue sky above and sun ripping through the rain. A rainbow above my head I should imagine. No chance of getting to a significant landmark to create a scene.
And now, as I look out the window the light is wonderful again. Bet you I won’t get to Turners Cross in time.
Good Irish Landscape, like good comedy, is all about…
…timing.
You might be wondering where the photographs that I did take are? Well they are slides so wait for another chance to finish the roll, for me to find somewhere to process them, at least a week to get them processed and then however long it takes for me to get around to scanning them. I hope they’re worth it.
