I was in France at the beginning of June for a conference and decided to take a bit of a vacation while I was out there. We drove through the country, hitting several cities and towns, starting in Toulouse before heading toward Torreilles, up to Marseille, on through Provence, and back to Arles, before finishing in Montpelier. I was lucky enough to be traveling with Nina, a exceptionally brilliant and stunningly beautiful friend of mine. Out of the goodness of her heart, knowing that I’m trying to learn how to take portraits, she allowed me to take a few pictures of her. Here are some of the results. Clearly, I have a LOT to learn. Both with my camera and with Photoshop. Trust me when I say, they don’t even come close to doing Nina’s smile justice. But I’m learning. There are 10 pictures total on the Flickr page if you want to see the rest of them.
Sometimes when you’re driving in the West, you see a thunderstorm. It’s far off, still nascent, an indistinct dark smudge on the horizon perhaps a hundred miles away.
In the East, you don’t see a storm so far ahead. That’s because you can’t see the fullness of the storm until it’s literally over your head. In the East, the sky is smaller — topography, tall buildings, and trees obscure the horizon.
In the West, you keep driving toward that still-small gray mass. You look to the side through the driver’s window and see blue sky dotted with puffy cumulus clouds. You look out the passenger window; you see the same pastoral placidity. There’s psychological comfort in those little white pearls floating in the blue sky beside you. But in front of you?