Charlie Waite

PHOTOSNACK #735

I regularly contact photographers previously featured on PHOTOSNACK and ask them to send me their spontaneous thoughts, observations, reflections, or advice.

Today, I am sharing the message I received from Charlie Waite.

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Charlie Waite

After what I thought would be no more than a short, sharp rainstorm, this landscape was suddenly struck by a fierce light - only to be claimed again, moments later, by another sweeping band of rain. This rhythm of rain and sun repeated so many times that I lost count, though each return felt as welcome as the first.

These rare but treasured alternations of rain and sun are always breathtaking. The rain clears the air of dust, revealing a staggeringly intense quality of light that seems to ‘show off’ the wonderful landscape in all its finery. For a brief moment, everything is rendered with exceptional clarity, as though the land itself is delighted to be seen.

And on this occasion, how beautifully my three foreground bales presented themselves - almost calling out, “Do you like us like this? Then be quick!” I was particularly pleased with the splash of light touching the distant hill, which revealed a cluster of miniature bales with a quality of light that was almost luminous. I was very happy to see the dark bands of soil remaining unlit, which helped to pronounce the bales so positively.

As many colleagues will recognise, this is the essence of landscape photography: those fleeting, joy-filled moments when light, land, and weather conspire so generously on our behalf.

Charlie Waite was featured in PHOTOSNACK #723.
You can purchase his 2026 Calendar here.

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Through Sunday Editions, I occasionally connect you with photographers whose work you previously explored through PHOTOSNACK.

I want to reveal some authentic parts of the people behind the cameras. I don't ask them any specific questions. I ask them to share whatever comes to mind when they think about YOU, the newsletter readers. It makes their responses genuine and personal.

Until next time,
Tomasz