West of Here
This image was captured on my way out of town for my annual birthday trip. I was driving away from home when I came across the sun setting on this field. I impulsively pulled the car onto to the side of the road and got out to capture it.
I chuckled sadly to myself when I realized that I had only noticed this beautiful scene because I'm so eager to leave this place. It's the irony of only seeing the beauty in a place that you were convinced was devoid of it, simply because you won't be seeing it anymore. We often recognize beauty only when it is about to fall out of reach. Distance has a way of clarifying what familiarity obscures.
This image is, therefore, about both leaving and becoming, a single act that happens in the same step.
