I shot this wide open at f/1.2 — almost no depth of field, a paper-thin plane of focus running through the grass at exactly the height I wanted. Everything else is fall-off and color.
The variation in the grass itself is the photograph. Greens, yellows, the strange ash-pink at the tips that only shows up in certain light. Most photographs of dune grass either freeze it into a botanical illustration or smear it into a watercolor. I wanted the version in between — frozen enough to read, soft enough to feel like wind.
I made this on the spur of the moment, walking back from another shoot that hadn't worked. Some of the photographs I like most happen this way.
Frozen enough to read. Soft enough to feel like wind.
Walking back from another shoot that hadn't worked.
