I think the great photograph, which make us dream and make us being proud of having taken it, is the result of a range of factors, that includes the perfect subject, underneath the spectacular light, in a photographer’s inspired moment to which he succeeds aligning his cultural view with his technique and lastly in the instant that everything connects, he is with the right gear in his hands.
It doesn’t always happen, sometimes we have the technique and the gear, but the light placed by the nature simply is not the one we want. In other situations our flawless subject is being reconstructed and covered by billboards and panels. Finally, we can get everything right but having left the gear at home. How many opportunities we miss by not having our camera at the time things happen.
But there are days, those rare, when everything works in favor of the photographer, in which he’s with the right gear, with the appropriate techniques, in the perfect place and at the right time, when he is rewarded by nature’s most dazzling light.
In my long life working as a photographer, I can count on my hands how many times it has happened, but fortunately it happened, on September 27, 2011, when my wife and I were at the Louvre, in Paris.
These photographs are those that I’m very proud of having taken, and I can say the resulting pictures you’re seeing are almost straight out of the camera, the RAW files were converted using Canon’s Digital Photo Professional into tif files without ever altering them on Photoshop (OK, there was a little dirt spot on the sensor and 2 or 3 dead pixels that I removed using PS, but only that!). :^)