This image was the first subject I chose to photograph on a numbingly cold morning. The frost on my neighbor’s old pickup truck peeling paint caught my attention. In my mind, this scene conveys a seascape vista that matches how cold I was when I took the picture. Had it been warmer I would have put my camera, a large Fuji GFX100, on a big heavy metal tripod for the best possible sharpness, but I was just too cold to do it. Besides, I wasn't optimistic that the values of the scene would translate to a worthwhile image. Which goes to show that you just never know how an experiment is going to turn out.
The randomness of natural forces creates such beauty when we apply our human visual metaphors to this randomness.
I went back a couple mornings later and the light was all wrong and there was no frost. No image to be had other than a basis shot.