One of my first exposures to infrared photography was in the 1980's, in a book of Edgar Allan Poe poetry, which was illustrated with infrared photographs of graveyards. During this one-on-one field trip, the student was enthusiastic about walking through an old buying ground, so who was I to argue.
One thing that always pleases me is how open the shadows are in infrared, when working on bright, sunny days; that, combined with the magic of how foliage is rendered, explains much of what I find so enthralling about infrared photography.
I really enjoy the haphazard angle of the older tombstones, in such an ordered, planned environment.
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