Sometimes you risk things to get a shot- I’d noticed this farmhouse before, but stopping nearby always seemed to get my vehicle attacked by swarms of horseflies the size of canned hams. No way was I getting out of the truck into a swarm of angry, biting insects. On this occasion, I stopped by and caught the last rays of the setting sun raking across the fields and the unkempt grass, and rolled down the window just far enough to get this shot.

Indiana, USA

I knew this would end up as black and white before I shot it. The mossy, boarded up clapboard farmhouse against the gnarled trees in the side yard with the shadows of the leafless branches on the ground fairly screamed for a conversion. A little filtering of the blue skies and yellows in the ground brought out the feeling I was looking for.