Two Focal Lengths Changed How I Think About a Location (And Neither One Is What You'd Expect)
There’s a habit I carried for years that cost me more good light than I’d like to admit. I’d arrive at a location before dawn, find a composition I liked, lock in my tripod, and then just… stay there. Same frame, same angle, same focal length, shooting variations of the same image until the light died. I told myself I was being disciplined. Really, I was being afraid. Afraid that if I moved, I’d miss the shot.