There's something mysterious about a disembodied wave.
There's nothing in the frame to give you a sense of scale except for those bodacious birds.
What's outside of the frame is entirely up to your imagination and that's something that I love about photography - the art of exclusion.
Often, it's what we leave out of the frame that ignites our imagination and allows our own fantasy to fill in the gaps.
On this morning, we'd been shooting at Cape Disappointment for a few hours and up until the sun showed we were all quite happy with our shots.
As soon as a gap appeared in the clouds, we realized that everything we'd shot up to that point was complete trash.
In an instant, the sun illuminated the waves and it was like a giant hand had switched on the 'brilliance' button. The sound of melting camera shutters was louder than the roaring of the waves.
A wall of exhausted photographers immediately got their second wind, forgot about their grumbling bellies and started bartering hard for memory cards.
We were all riding the high of that heavenly light like a surfer rides a wave. Living in the moment with our hearts beating out of our chests while wearing Cheshire cat grins.
Whenever I need cheering up, I just dig out my hard drive and rifle through the four thousand images I shot on that day,
Ah fun times.
Thanks for looking
Gavin Hardcastle
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