Unfolding Light
There are some places that just keep calling you back, and for me, the Ibex Dunes are one of them. I've been here more times than I can count, always trying to find a way to express the feeling of these flowing shapes, but I've always walked away feeling like I missed it. On this particular evening, though, everything was different. The light settled on the ridges in a way I hadn't seen before, highlighting the perfect, delicate textures in the sand. The shadows fell with such depth and grace. I knew immediately that this scene was meant for black and white, to strip it down to its essential elements of form and light. It finally felt right.
There are some places that just keep calling you back, and for me, the Ibex Dunes are one of them. I've been here more times than I can count, always trying to find a way to express the feeling of these flowing shapes, but I've always walked away feeling like I missed it. On this particular evening, though, everything was different. The light settled on the ridges in a way I hadn't seen before, highlighting the perfect, delicate textures in the sand. The shadows fell with such depth and grace. I knew immediately that this scene was meant for black and white, to strip it down to its essential elements of form and light. It finally felt right.