I do not like the stalking continued for photographing animals, generally look to the territory, whose knowledge is essential, and I decide what to do.
I look around, I estimate the wind and all the factors that can 'absorb' my presence and I move between a short and stalking each other.
This year I've had to run to seek shelter, having entered the territory in 'interesting' almost simultaneously with a herd of deer: foregone conclusion, I identify deer and fade away quickly in the bush.
sorry for the inconvenience and for the missed opportunity.
The choice to move between a quick ambush and the other comes from the passion as a child I have for hiking in the mountains: I can not sit still for too long in a place without going to see what lies beyond without exploring ...
When I decide to go for a 'photo shoot', in fact, go out for a walk, go out to photograph, I go out to hunt an animal.
The challenge is to photograph it without disturbing it and without making the chance encounter, in a sense, the challenge is to track, anticipate their moves.
's fascinating to watch a wild animal in the eyes meet in the territory where it moves well and with elegance, offers a thrill and an unforgettable experience.
Maybe that's what I try, not to photograph an animal, a photograph, but look, the look of a being that gives me a tremendous sense of freedom.
These photos are the result of an instinct.
I was moving into a new territory in part, I did not know perfectly. I evaluated two simple factors: wind direction and the position of the sun. I moved slowly through a dense fir forest, I found a large clearing, and I waited for the breath to come back regularly to hear every little noise.
far away gives me my instincts are right: a doe and a young male (Fuson said) they are looking for food in the snow.
I do not see or smell me, I have the wind in my favor and the sun behind him.
took many photos. Only after several clicks
warn that there is something odd in that dry sound.
decide to change direction slowly, but before they look at me and our eyes meet. My favorite photos are those in which look into the animal.
They go quietly, I'm not scared.
hunting was good.
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| The doe comes first |
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| He listens |
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| The deer into view with Fuson, are posing ... |
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| The Fuson |
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| The Fuson goes last, calmly |
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