Journal
Notes from the waiting
Most of the job is standing still in the dark. These are the nights that were worth it.
Twelve minutes of nothing, then one strike
The camera sat on the balcony rail for a long time before anything happened. Down below the city kept all its lights on like nothing was coming.
Waiting until the lamp is the only warm thing left
Blue hour is short if you are careless and long if you arrive early. I got there while the sky was still undecided.
It makes its own light
You cannot light a jellyfish the way you light a leaf. It brings its own lamp, and your job is not to compete with it.
One leaf on bright snow
Close work is not a different practice. It is the same question asked from a shorter distance.