Blue Hour Arrivals: Photographing a New City on the Night You Land
An evening flight into a strange city is a gift most photographers sleep through.
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Working on the ground: dawn shoots in the bosque, high-desert light, balloon mornings, one-bag camera kits, and the first night in an unfamiliar city.
An evening flight into a strange city is a gift most photographers sleep through.
After years of packing for imaginary photographs, I now travel for a week out of one small bag: a body, two lenses, and a charging kit that fits in a fist.
Every October my city fills with balloons, and every October I relearn the same lesson: the picture happens before sunrise, not after.
At a mile of elevation, New Mexico's air is thin, dry, and mostly empty, and the light behaves accordingly.
Every winter I drive an hour south of Albuquerque in the dark to stand on a frozen deck and wait for the snow geese to leave the water.