Wanna be a good landscape shooter? Just stand next to Moose Peterson at his next workshop. There was just this recent story that popped up in the New York Times, something about waiting for light to hit this waterfall In Yosemite. If it does, just right, it’s called “firefall,” and it is a coveted picture amongst landscape afficiandos, at least some of whom go around, collecting these famous vistas like ball cards.
I personally didn’t even know there was a waterfall in Yosemite, until I went there with Moose. During those halcyon days of the Digital Landscape Workshop Series, I was brought along pretty much for comic relief, and to teach some lighting and portraiture out there in the great beyond. I would mostly sleep in the van during those early morning roll outs, tumble out of the door when they woke me, then stumble along a path to some great natural wonder. Inevitably at the better known of these places, there would be some lone, grumpy, shivering soul already there with a 4×5 Wista field camera on a wooden tripod, with his shot staked out and a baleful glance towards anyone who might infringe on the sovereignty of his composition. This person would always take a rather dim view of the arrival of 40 or so enthusiastic DLWS’ers, and their eyes would grow dark and menacing under their hooded Carhart all weather, all terrain, camo overcoat. I always felt safe though, ’cause we had Kevin Dobler with us. Kevin’s such a good guy, with such friendly demeanor, he would invariably win the individual over and all would be well. The fact that Kev’s the size of a large barn door might have helped, too.
But, courtesy of Moose, I got to really see some of the true natural wonders of the US, and I’m forever grateful. They are not places any right minded magazine editor would have ever sent me, given my asphalt upbringing. And, I did get a firefall.
Moose and I will be at PhotoShop World in April, but not together this time. Scott K and Kathy Siler I think looked at the fact that during our historically mutual Safari Pre-Con, we were basically just making fun of each other, and in general cutting up. So, like unruly kids in class, we’ve been separated. He’s doing an airplane thing, which is cool. (He can’t do a critter thing, ’cause it’s Orlando, and all the wildlife there is animatronic and sing songs.) I’m doing a portrait thing, all day, the Tuesday before PSW officially starts. See you soon, Moose!