On Summer, Winter and the Morning Light

The photographer has nothing but good problems, right?



 During the summer the photographer has certain problems.

It is often said - as a slogan - that "all light is photolight". That´s true - it really is. You can capture the most colour-saturated photographs in the forest on a rainy day. You will be ale to make stunning photography of a kissing couple under a street-lamp. Or I have seen the most magnificent shots of winter-naked trees in the fog.

Now, back to the photography-related problems during summer: Even though all light is photo-light, there´s a certain magic to low-angled sunlight. When the sun is standing high in the sky, the light has a blueish hue to it. As far as I know, the reason for this is due to the fact that red light is easier diverted than the bue at the other end of the spectrum - so when the light travels a longer distance in air - as it does at sunrise or at sunfall - a larger amount of blue is actually reaching mother Earth compared to the red and yellow.

I think most people - I am included here for sure - find that the early morning light or the late evening light is tremendously appealing. It is warm, seems friendly to the eye, reminding of happy moments of childhood. It´s just that during the summer - you´ll have to get up at 3 o´clock in the morning to be able to find this desired low-angled morning light. Or you will have to miss the 10 o´clock news in the evening and leave your family and home behind to wander restlessly at the beach searching, searching. That is if you´re living up north like me.

But during winter, you´ll find the desired glow most of the light hours. Like in the case of the above photograph. It´s taken November 2nd on a calm, frosty morning. And it tells a tale of not only a great scenery - but also about this particular light that for me symbolises childhood memories.