I waited two years to come back to this wonderful cove in mid-Maine. The draw is the isolation and solitude. This is rural Maine. No cars, highways, homes or business structures. It is as peaceful in silence as it is in its visual bouquet of blues, gold, pinks and blacks. The silence is augmented by the salt water gently lapping at your feet and rustling the gains of sands as it retreats back into the collective.
With so few visual elements to work with every thing matters in the framing of the Image. You want the viewer to observe with you this special moment. It is important to get the right perspective and intimacy of the sea horizon, the location of the rock outcropping and the silhouette of the Maine pines. It also helps to have a great sky-full of clouds assisting Mother Natures wakeup.
I was taken by the solitude and wanted to capture that. You are positioned in this protective cove but can just peer out past the outcropping to see the orange glow of daybreak. So I walked to a number of locations and tried various angles and distances, but damn, if that first image didn’t find its way into being the way I truly felt and wanted to share…this is a very very cool location at a great time in the morning, I was lucky that everything worked out…
For the next two hours I witnessed a fantastic sunrise, the tides changed and the seabirds moved in to do some grooming then fishing and a few kayakers rowed out to see the sunrise. This was my last morning in Maine and I really could not have asked for a better sendoff.
