If you've wandered through my photos of Connemara in Ireland, there's no doubt you've noticed that there are quite a few roads featured in my works. In some part, this is simply because I love the concept of disappearing roads. They create a great focal point to lead one's eye through the landscape. And of course, there's the psychological side of those roads. On a symbolic level, they represent the unknown future, full of possibility but disappearing onto an unknown horizon.
Of course, I was wandering these roads on foot, so that had to play a part in my selection of view after view with narrow country lanes disappearing into the distance. It was after all, exactly what I saw before me as I put each foot in front of the other. But it was also on some level at least a subconscious realization of a dream. I had left a steady job only a few months before for an unknown future enjoying my loves of travel and photography. My dreams were realized but the future was wild and unknown but full of promise.
Of course, it doesn't hurt that the landscape before me was so utterly fantastic. How could one resist this winter scene from the west of Ireland? Sure it was raining a few minutes before, but now the clouds had parted, the landscape was a golden orange-brown hue that I have a hard time describing, and if you look closely there are even grazing sheep dotting the landscape. How utterly Irish...
November 21st, 2012
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