Photographer's Note

I had a dream that broke.

I had a dream about slowly strolling through the Antelope Canyon, observing how the light coming in from the narrow slots above bounces from wall to wall and brings out all possible shades of red, purple, orange and yellow. I had a dream of spending time and looking for familiar shapes and figures in the abstract folds of the rock. I had a dream that if we pay considerable amount of money for what is labeled a "photographic tour", we would be able to do just that (the only alternative to a "photographic tour" is a regular tour, since you can enter the Canyon only with Navajo quides).

my dream broke in gazillion pieces when:
(a) the light failed to appear and the whole sky was covered with dull gray clouds, which is considered very, very uncommon in this area during May (if you want to what happened just hours after we left, take a look at this photo by Kristaps); and
(b) we realised that the "photographic tours" differ from the regular tours only in price and duration, and take place at the same time as several other tours.

I still feel the jagged edges from the pieces of the broken dream cutting into my tiny photographic soul, so I will not go into details, but leave you with a thought:

imagine you are trying to squeeze through, and hope to set up your tripod in a canyon that is only about 2 meters wide and which, at the moment, you share with another two hundred people (most of them happily using their point-and-shoots left and right and blinding you with their uncontrollable flashes); there's no light, no magic, everything looks dull. and even if you manage to find something worth looking at, there is no way you can take a photo of it, because there's no space for your tripod, people are constantly stepping in front of your lens, bumping into you and almost tipping you and your tripod over, pushing you aside because they need space for the flash on the point-and-shoots, and generally being tourists. and even if for one impossibly short moment you have a clear view to something, the wind above the canyon picks up and drops a pound of sand right into your eyes and into the lens. voilà! enjoy.

RAW, ISO 400, 50mm focal length, spot metering.

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Additional Photos by Kristine KL (avene) Gold Star Critiquer/Gold Star Workshop Editor/Gold Note Writer [C: 1586 W: 134 N: 2932] (12675)
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