Oregon, 1991 . . .
Shot from my car with a Fuji film camera more than eight years before I became interested in photography.
I had lived in Oregon for a year in 1976 and always wanted to move back and settle there. I finally worked up the nerve to try to make that happen in 1991, which was when this striking landscape image was captured somewhere in Southern Oregon.
To my chagrin, my bold plans to live in Oregon failed, and after only a month in Portland – long enough to determine that my professional prospects there were nil – I made the long drive back to my hometown of Gainesville, Florida, where at least I had friends and professional contacts. Things worked out pretty well, but just barely, as I managed to find a good job in Central Florida before my money ran out.
Anyway, I took only three or four photos on that ill-fated trip to Portland. This scene, which really got my attention, had most of the abstract elements that I still look for in a landscape. I'll go further and say it almost defines my style of landscape photography, including the sky drama. I'm sure if I encountered it today my anticipation level would be off the scale.