The last weekend of the summer season, Snowmass, hosts a balloon festival. The day after this, everything closes for 2 months and all the locals go have their vacations.
I love balloon festivals. They happen at dawn, the light is wonderful. Snowmass is at 8100 ft and the sky takes on a beautiful dark shade of blue that doesn't exist down in the flatland. It's noisy and chaotic. These big damned multicolored bags fill up with air, might knock you down, and then float away. I love wandering between them with the camera pointed toward the sky to capture not-quite-random patterns of colors against that deep blue background. Then suddenly, it's gone. A recent thread talked about composition, patterns of light and dark being the subject of B&W, with the colors themselves being the subject of color photography. Well, you can't get much more purely into color as the subject than you can at a balloon festival sunrise.
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