It’s an art.
It’s an art.
A week ago, I was pretty jumpy when thinking about a certain feature that basically required less clouds, fog and rain. And just as I set myself a date, the sun came out. Would be better if not so strong, though, but it’s ok. Two days of working so far and both of them were extremely beautiful. Combined with the place, where I was at… And the company… Just beautiful.
Thanks to NG Traveler I did quite a lot of hiking, and there’s more to come. But far less as I anticipated. Mostly because the weather is on my side (although the light wasn’t exactly perfect for the kind of shots I needed) and I did an amazing amount of work in one day. The sun even brought me some luck. The flower I’m after is actually going to bloom early, it seems. I might just catch it for the next issue. Which means I’ll be doing macro again. I love it. It’s been a while since I’ve photographed a flower of a similar sort up on a different mountain.
Anyway, I went to the top yesterday. Got myself a company of expert local hikers.
… and a brunette called Dea.
Got up to the tower…
And while others punch in …
… I’m a bit more thorough in establishing my alibi.
Well, I’m up and running again, full speed, at cruising altitude, open sails, you name it. The first January overdrive is over, February is moving in, but I’m in the midst of a bit larger features again. I’m trying to fit a whole mountain into frame (so to speak) for National Geographic Traveler, although what I’d really need is just a small flower that’s not in bloom right now or any time until my deadline. I’m driving (again) almost all the way to Maribor twice a week, but that’ll change soon. I’m taking steps to better mobility as you know and that’ll make things a lot easier.
On top of that, I’m covering “home field” for National Geographic Magazine Slovenia, which is not as physical as the Traveler one, but more creative, since the subject matter is not as dynamic. Put the two together and my day is full, but I like it. No time for stupidities. Tomorrow, I don’t think I’ll even have time to eat all day. :D
And a lot more is coming my way. Not just photography. New screenplays. A movie, new TV shows. Then comes March and it’s skiing again, Masters of Dirt in Austria, Planica… After that, hopefully, another Traveler assignment, and a slow onset of tracking down medieval events to proceed with my big feature. Oh, and if Lake Cerknica starts drying out under the ice, I’ll also be there. Speaking of Lake Cerknica and the subsequent exhibition in Metropol… Thanks (to all seven of you) who showed up.
Anyway, I decided my Mark III featured below will be my backup body. So I bought a brand new (you probably don’t know it’s out there yet) Mark IV. :D Now, that’s an even bigger piece of machinery. Check it out.
Spring’s rolling in. I can smell it. And it takes me back. Which normally means I’m not in a very sunny disposition, but hey, there’s not much real sun either. :D
Anyway, I’m on a spending spree. Apart form a MacBook Pro and a new large display, I bought myself a Mark III.
It’s some piece of machinery. Take a look. ;)
…mysterious and cooky…
My family… What a handful. Here’s what smiled at me among the washed dishes…
Don’t say I didn’t warn you… ;)
For the first time on exhibition, my largest and most important feature so far. The flagship of my “negotiations” with National Geographic, Wildlife Magazine, Getty and Corbis. Two years in the making and still not finished, due to new developments and incooperative nature.
Lake Cerknica, Europe’s largest intermittent lake is in fact dying. Pastures are being abandoned, it’s overgrowing with reed and turning into a swamp. When it was intact, it dried out once in seven years. Now it dries out three times a year, killing huge ammounts of fish. Over the years people themselves destroyed it. To save it, we need to intervene into this mistakingly pure natural process again. But problems are many, among them legislation and owners of the land, where anything could be done to preserve this natural wonder.
More about it at the opening. Metropol Caffe, Kersnikova 6, Ljubljana, Tuesday 22nd January at 19:00. The opening also features a lecture on what’s happening with the lake and how the fishermen are trying to save it.
Mostly in terms of moving. :D I’ll especially remember the “downs”. I got up by cable, then moved down to where the big fish (like I tend to call them when I see all the 300 mm f/2.8s they tag along) were. On saturday, after the first run, I went down on foot, because I wanted to take some pictures of the finish and the crowd from above. It turned out most of the people were gone, probably went indoors or listen to Natalija Verboten concert nearby. But the best part was the slope. The incline was a killer. I got my crampons on, so I didn’t slide all the way to the finish, but a 50% incline is not that easy when you have a Mark II N with a 24-70 around your neck and 16-35, 70-200, 300 f/4, a flash, 1.4 extender and all the little stuff around your waist.
It was a no brainer. I knew, I’ll be a happy puppy if I’m able to walk the next day. But I made a pledge. By no means am I walking down that slope again. Yeah, well, think again. The slalom race was placed a little lower so I was half way down that same slope when I found myself a position to shoot from. Today, I can hardly walk.
Anyway, here’s how things are handled. All photographers on the track must be in their spots an hour before the start of the race. Once it starts, you can’t move much. A little, yes, but more than a few meters is a call for the course manager to kick you off the track and take your accreditation. Another pretty nice situation is when it starts raining in the middle of the race and you’re up on the slope. Been there, done that – the first time I covered skiing. I still like ski jumping better. :D
Anyway, it’s all there.
Sleepless night, I guess.
And of course, a lot of happiness…