Composition & Technique
Why Your Landscape Photos Feel Empty (And What to Do Before You Ever Raise the Camera)
I stood at the edge of a basalt rim above the Crooked River for about twenty minutes before I took a single frame. The light was moving fast, the way it does in late October in central Oregon, dropping from gold to amber to that flat grey that kills everything. A newer photographer next to me was already firing. I counted his shutter presses. Forty-seven frames in the first three minutes.