I don’t generally shoot landscapes but I love exploring familiar places early in the morning and late in the evenings before the sun goes down.
Everything looks very different.
That’s why every chance I get, I always try to drive through a park near where I live.
At that hour, the place is silent except when the fauna, coots, ducks and geese fight over scraps.
My favorite tree (below) takes on a super red hue as the sun slowly dips below the horizon.
But as long as the Sun’s rays reach the waters of Lake Evans, this ephemeral hue is like nothing I can create in Photoshop.
That hue can be tweaked in so many ways.
I can’t imagine trying to match that if I were a painter.
Growing up in tropical Malaysia, I never saw trees with red leaves.
It didn’t stop me from painting one that color in elementary school even if my art teacher told me it should be green.