Lessons 9–10: Jim Richardson—Landscape and Nature
Working the Shot
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ne of those places I found doing a lot of research was the Isle of
Muck. ... It’s a little island out there in the small isles off the west
coast of Scotland in the Inner Hebrides. It’s only got 39 people. But I
just fell in love with the name. I fell in love with the place, the idea of
going out there, and so I went. And I knew that it was owned by the
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Sure enough, when we got there, out across the one road that goes a
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the horses out there wandering down the road. You think, boy, you
know, if you can’t make a picture with horses on an island and another
island shrouded in clouds in the background, you’re a pretty poor
photographer.
So we stayed out there on the beach with the horses. Got to be real
good friends with them. They got to be a little obnoxious, and they
kept nudging around. But all of it was wonderful—wonderful pictures.
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picture. All of the pictures were good. All of the pictures were enough.
And yet, somehow, I just have this dogged sense that if I keep looking,
I can probably do something that even I didn’t think I could do,
something I didn’t expect I could do. So we followed the horses around
out on the beach. They went wandering out there toward the shore. The
clouds in the background were great. ...
And then somehow or another, I got this idea of getting down low,
just getting a piece of the horses that came by. So I’m crawling around
you want, keep asking yourself what else you can do. Convince yourself that
the world has more to reveal to you, that you have more to learn, and that the
landscape will tell you more stories that you can share with others.