Picture of the week. Fuerteventura (Coast landscapes).

There,s nothing similar to wake up early to catch the sunlight halo, before his sphere apears behind the horizon ready to begin his diary ascent. The tide, still high, makes already easy the acces to the beach, where the waves murmur make a patient work more enjobale, while the sea stroking the rocks draws fancifuly forms in his swinging. The beauty of Fuerteventura´s coasts deserves a nigh walk.

BLUE TROPIC (From exhibition “Biodiversity” Week ok Science Madrid)
The alarm of the cellular calls me at half past five a.m in Fuerteventura on a September holidays. I,ve achieved to locate a rocky place in the coast, two kilometers far from my accomodation, so now i have to arrive there, by night, before the sun begins to rise up painting the horizon in reds, oranges or violets. Without the certanly of the end resoults, only the night walk with the nude feets over the sand being bath for the sea swinging, its enough for me (city mouses, we are really easily affected in this situations). I arrive soon, and i take the most of my time for make a night picture with a almost artistic composition thanks a nearly rock. I can see a tropical coast.

FIERCE CALM (Published on FONAMAD´s Anuary)
I,ve put up the tripod. The tide is already high and it forces to hammer the tripod legs into the wet sand, the tripod behaves corageously and with the camera on it resists the grow worse of the waves. Mi equipment don´t ask for mercy and i neither give it. The rest of the stuffs, keep on the backpack close to my trousers. After to choose the framing I,m awaiting for the most light light, that eye hardly to perceive, but the chamera sensor tell me that´s the moment. I shoot: Long exposition to get a silky water, two grey neuter density filters and a trigger cord. Clack.

WARM COAST (From exhibition “Biodiversity” Week ok Science Madrid)
It appers first pictura has find me (I search for it, but always are they who find me). Now i,m against the clock, sky is now orange-red, and sun is rising up by seconds. I,m framing again, this time i want more water in the lower and i know that soon everything will be finish. I frame the sun, fight with the tripod´s screws (they never stop where i want), a blasphemy scream to the wind and severals clacks after i have what i was looking for.

Now i have to yield the tripod, the daybreak happens yet and some early risers tourists, a few ones, walk by the beach. A middle-aged german, walking with her wife and with a brand-new Canon hanging of neck, approaches to me. He is interested in my pictures and we start a friendly conversation (in english, of course), some about exposition times and filters, if i can remind. He show me some hotel pictures in me Warm Coast (Costa Calida in spanish), they congratulates me, it make me happy. The crack of dawn worth it. I go back to the hotel, time enough for wake up mi girl with a kiss and a some freshly baked croissants.

Apologize for the english language mistakes (A spanish writing in english).