Whenever I see it, this photograph always reminds me of an ink drawing. I wonder how much that has to do with the fact that it is actually an image of water? I made the photograph using a very early digital camera, and the shadows had a strange color cast, which is why I prefer the monochrome version. We all have plenty of cringe worth images hanging around our archives, so it is always very pleasant when you stumble across one that you look at and think still holds up reasonably well. You might be able to finesse the image a bit, or print it differently, but the composition has good bones. How many really timeless images does a person produce over the course of their life anyway?
