Summer is here in the Pacific Northwest. The sun sets after 9 p.m., the snow melt is filling rivers to the brink with opaque green torrents, and wildflowers are making their brief but spectacular arrival across our mountains. As a photographer, the majesty and grandeur of it all is almost intimidating. Everywhere I look there are opportunities for amazing photographs, but sometimes capturing the awe you feel standing at the base of a mountain can be a real challenge.
I’m in one of those moods where I’m taking a lot more photos I dislike than ones I love. Maybe it’s just an end of winter thing or maybe it’s the result of several months where photography hasn’t been my main focus. Whatever it is, I got some relief from my self-doubt and artistic malaise with a trip up to British Columbia.
It seems like the further north you go, the more vertical and abrupt the mountains become. I’ve seen a lot of Washington but this trip was the first time I’ve been back in Canada since I was a kid. The pastoral valleys walled in by glaciated peaks are majestic, and exploring the many reaching fingers of Howe Sound is breathtaking.
I find places that surround and submerge me in natural beauty are the therapy my photography needs when I’ve been in a slump. Shooting in these kind of places is easy and it gets me excited about doing work that isn’t. It gets me excited about working in areas I’m familiar with, where the beauty has sunken below my perception. It gets me excited about returning to beautiful places like British Columbia with a much more intentional approach, waiting for sunsets, and trekking into remote locations for unique vistas.
I’m looking forward to more adventures this summer and can’t wait to explore more of the Northwest. Life feels like it’s developing a rhythm that hasn’t been there in some time and that’s a good thing. Who knows, I may even find it in me to do more than these once a month blog posts! Stay tuned.