WAITING FOR THE LIGHT
DAVID NOTON
A DAVID & CHARLES BOOK
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To my wife Wendy, for all the love, life and laughs, while waiting for the light.
Jetty near Brenzone, Lake Garda, Lombardy, Italy
In the cool light before dawn the clouds are scudding across the sky, driven by a brisk wind from the east. The distant bulk of the Dolomites to the north east is capped by dark, angry skies, and the waters of Lake Garda are choppy and restless. There will be no warm Mediterranean light this morning. So, I pile on every neutral density filter Ive got to slow the exposure down to a tedious ten minutes, open the shutter and wait. In five minutes Ill take another exposure reading, but for now Ive just got to let all that movement in the image do the job. I would turn to crime for a caffe latte right now.
Fuji GX617, 90mm lens
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Cloudburst over the Isle of Harris from Neist Point, Isle of Skye, Scotland
Im huddling on the cliff tops on the western tip of the Isle of Skye, wind-battered, sodden, and despondent, waiting for the light. Will these clouds ever part? Looks like another fruitless vigil. A faint lightening of the sky far out to sea over the Isle of Harris rouses me from my musings. Theres yet another downpour rolling in off the Atlantic, Ill get another soaking, but behind it the sun is threatening to break through. Im scrabbling in my bag to get the filter on my 70200, fumbling with the adaptor ring with cold fingers, glancing over my shoulder at the ever more dramatic sky. For just seconds a heavenly shaft of sparkling northern light backlights the rain. I expose, do a few brackets, and it has gone; a scene never to be repeated.
Nikon F5, 70200mm lens
The Waiting Game
Im standing by my tripod, my default setting, waiting for the light. Watching the dawn break over a Rocky Mountain lake is an experience to stir the soul. Mist seeps across the flat, calm waters, diffusing the perfect reflections of the jagged peaks. The call of a loon echoes; a beaver surfacing briefly ripples the water; the first light of day seeps through the sky tingeing the clouds clinging to the mountains with pink. This is my eighth morning waiting here by the tripod and finally all the elements are coming together. This location was found on the first day; under grey skies with a chill wind whipping the water it looked a very different scene, but the potential was evident. Three mornings later, after several fruitless dawn patrols, the day started calm and clear with strong sunlight but not a cloud in the sky no mist, no drama, no mood. So, we stayed on, waiting for the light. Now, after eight days our persistence is rewarded with clouds draped over Mount Rundle and a layer of mist over the still waters of Vermillion Lake. As always, this image is a fusion of the elements Mother Nature chooses to offer light, clouds, mist, reflections and the landscape itself and my input; being there, pre-visualizing how the scene could look in the right conditions, persistence and lastly, technique. In short, this picture was made by a marriage of natures perfection and photographic vision these are the elements that are the making of a photograph.
Lets cut to a grey, windy February day, 1981. Im up a ladder cleaning the windows of an office block on a trading estate in Watford sounds tantalizing doesnt it? Photography has just taken over my life, with my payoff from the Merchant Navy Ive just bought my first SLR camera and life will never be the same again. I now know I want to be a professional photographer, but havent got a clue how to achieve that. As I work my squeegee Im dreaming of far horizons, the Himalayas in particular. My friend Pedro has just returned from backpacking through Nepal and Im so jealous. Last night I was drooling over a travel feature on Annapurna. Surely, if I could scrape together the cash to get there, great images would just fall in my lap, right?
Wrong. Its a popular misconception thats easy to fall into a belief that just turning up somewhere epic will be enough, that great shots are just there for the taking like ripe fruit off a tree. But the really unique, striking, achingly subtle, perceptive images are made, not taken. They are the product of an idea, a vision brought to reality by persistence and sound technique. This is the crunch the difference between the taking and making of a photograph. This book is all about that difference. Theres the arty bit the development of a photographic vision, and the practical bit how to work in the field, or up a mountain, or in the jungle. And in the process were going to see the world. So, lets go.
Chteau St Ulrich, Vosges Mountains, Alsace, France
We started trudging up the mountain by the light of our head torches through mist-shrouded woods. Directly overhead the stars were visible, we just had to get above the low-lying cloud. As the twilight tones spread through the sky from the east, we emerged panting from the swirling fogs to our chosen viewpoint. Some sights stay with you forever this is one.
Fuji GX617, 105mm lens
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