Being Local
I am an easily distracted person. Today I forgot my wallet in the library and only noticed it at the time of paying my lunch. I went to the library and the guy had looked in the wallet, saw my face on the driving license and kept it aside. I didn’t need to ask anything, he gave me my wallet before I could say why I was back. The reason it went so smoothly is that I go in that shop nearly everyday.
That incident has nothing to do with photography, but somehow I related it to the idea that good landscape photography is done where the photographer lives. Granted, I don’t have a Grand Canyon in Luxembourg. But that’s where I live, that’s where I can go every week-end, every time I’m in the mood, every time the weather is right. I get more and more convinced that I won’t make any better landscape photography anywhere else. Not because the place is more beautiful (it is not), but because it is the one I know.
No, don’t ask me to explain in an articulate way the relation between the two preceding paragraphs. Maybe that everything is easier locally, seeing as well as getting some help.
Does it mean I won’t travel anymore? Certainly not. But it means my motivation to travel won’t be to get better photos, as it foolishly was.
