I was determined to go to the American War Memorial (AWM) for a shoot of sorts and today I did. I picked a time where the sun was high and rising, and since it was a war memorial, I dressed up to pay respects for the dead, but still comfortable enough for shooting (meaning jeans, a collared shirt, a loose shirt, tie, and my chucks).
I drove there at around 12, missed a turn and wasted a good 5-10 minutes for the detour, talking to the guard, and parking. I hopped out of the car and into the hot, hot sun. I carried my messenger bag with Vivi, Av-1, and renault a notepad and pen and studied the area.
Mostly I gaped. I was greeted with vast plains of greens, a sea of whites, and a field of deep blue. I feel like I want to pull apart and do everything in that precious span of 30 minutes I have.
I have never been in such a vast landscape of crosses in my life. They seem to stretch out from a far distance and when you think they’re all in a straight line, think again as when you change angles they seem to go in curves..
