I have been photographing pelicans for years, and I have learned one thing the fast shutter cannot teach: a pelican in flow is barely distinguishable from the wave it rides.
The photographs are pure movement. Your text is sublime. Together they offer a deeply thoughtful composition and for me, a very moving piece. Emotionally.
It has me thinking. There is also flow in the storm, though it might be more difficult to find. Watching the waves and the pelicans has got to be a good pathway towards flow.
Photographing them is, perhaps, that flow in action.
What comes to mind in terms of flow in the storm is how the storm provides a major shift to the existing structures, allowing things to find a new flow, post storm. As with hard winds, lightening bolts, and driving rain - they all have their own flow, but are disturbances to the norm, feeding it energy for the next shape it will take.
The photographs are pure movement. Your text is sublime. Together they offer a deeply thoughtful composition and for me, a very moving piece. Emotionally.
It has me thinking. There is also flow in the storm, though it might be more difficult to find. Watching the waves and the pelicans has got to be a good pathway towards flow.
Photographing them is, perhaps, that flow in action.
What comes to mind in terms of flow in the storm is how the storm provides a major shift to the existing structures, allowing things to find a new flow, post storm. As with hard winds, lightening bolts, and driving rain - they all have their own flow, but are disturbances to the norm, feeding it energy for the next shape it will take.
I agree. Something in here linking chaos with emergence.