This is part II of a multi-part blog series. If you missed part I you can catch up here.
Impermanence was still fresh on my mind after a day of shooting flowers in downtown St. Augustine. There’s nothing quite as impermanent as the way the great fiery orb in the sky kisses the horizon though. Twice a day, everyday, this celestial occurrence takes place, and every time is not quite the same as the last. Maybe it’s you, maybe it’s the sky, but something is always different. These elements will never come together in the exact same way again.
Peter and I settled into our hotel room, enjoying a quiet simple meal of sandwiches, potato chips (reduced fat sea salt Ruffles of course!), and crisp Pinot Grigio. As the day was coming to a close we grabbed our towels, art supplies, wine, and chocolate chip cookies and made our way to the beach. It was a beautiful sunset, surprisingly so in the east. Although it was a cloudy grey, there were two clouds that seemed to stand apart from the mass of grey. Like weary travelers seeking sustenance and rest.
To be next to the ocean while contemplating and mourning Raul’s passing was a beautiful thing. In that moment I felt closer to him more than ever, reminded of his exquisite paintings of chandeliers lighting the vast, deep, and infinite sea. In that moment I felt a connection to him and to all who were touched by him. Like the ocean, we were collectively breathing in and out as a way to cope. Taking one breath at a time. Still wondering how this could be the reality we find ourselves in.
I had a 14mm prime astro lens loaded, hoping for some good star action come nightfall. Unfortunately the clouds were thick and unrelenting, with only a few patches in the north of cloudless sky. As they say, when life gives you lemons make some lemonade! In this case I decided to work on some wide angle landscapes using this lens. There was so much happening between the sky and the ocean that it seemed fitting to capture the entirety of it all. This lens is a bit tricky in that it has a manual focus ring, no auto focus to rely on. The darker it gets the harder it is for me to tell if I’m in focus. I made do and enjoyed the essence of the landscape, relishing the fleeting beauty of it all.
As the sunset wore on our weary traveler clouds dissipated into higher atmosphere, released into nothingness, back into the grey arms of the current cloudscape. The moment gone. The sun sets. Darkness falls. We wait for a new day, new light. A new tomorrow to start again. Pick up where we left off. Keep on keeping on until the sun sets one last time.