Nocturne
I don't often find myself making images of the moon. It's a subject I've never really connected with, but this night in Death Valley was different. As it rose over what I believe is Chloride Cliff in the Funeral Mountains, it passed through a layer of high, thin clouds. The way the light interacted with them created this subtle iridescence, a soft glow that was really compelling. It wasn't just a bright circle in the sky; it felt like part of the atmosphere, casting a mysterious and quiet mood over the entire desert landscape. It was one of those simple, unexpected moments that made me stop and pay attention.
I don't often find myself making images of the moon. It's a subject I've never really connected with, but this night in Death Valley was different. As it rose over what I believe is Chloride Cliff in the Funeral Mountains, it passed through a layer of high, thin clouds. The way the light interacted with them created this subtle iridescence, a soft glow that was really compelling. It wasn't just a bright circle in the sky; it felt like part of the atmosphere, casting a mysterious and quiet mood over the entire desert landscape. It was one of those simple, unexpected moments that made me stop and pay attention.