I feel like I know every stone in the north. That's an exaggeration, of course, but I'm quite familiar with the area. Fortunately, I'm also in contact with local people and have already received a few insider tips from them.
One of them is a valley in the interior of the country. It is very difficult to reach and so hidden that it is easy to miss. To be honest, I would never have found it, even with Google Maps, if dear Pascal hadn't taken me there. In the morning, shortly after sunrise, Alice and I explored the valley.
It is a former seabed and although it is now around 10 kilometers from the sea, everything is full of small sea snail shells and mussels. The rocks are not made of stone either. It is simply sand.
The valley changes with the wind and the infrequent rain. When we were there, it was windy and cool. The sun was hidden behind a blanket of clouds, so there was a real white sky. Actually, we photographers don't like that so much. Traditionally, a sky should be blue. But why actually? There's something about shadowless lighting.
I know some photographers who always have a mobile speaker with them and then play music during the shoot. I usually do the same indoors.
But outdoors? That would be completely absurd for me, as the surroundings and the silence have already completely blown me away. I wanted to feel this and give the model the opportunity to do so, too.
The silence was intoxicating. A magical place. Maybe you feel it too when you look at Alice in the photos in the book.
