Heo Estate

I mentioned in my last post that I was going to be using the Nikon D810 for the foreseeable future, but there is a queue of photos made by the X-T3 waiting to get posted here. I imagine Nikon photos will start getting posted in a few weeks. Of course, I have to get out with the camera and do some photography first . . . .

Wood and Paper Door, Heo Estate, Gangneung.

I’ve made photos of this door in the past, and here is another variation. Someday I’ll get around to choosing the best ones and putting them in a portfolio.

Papered Walls and Locked Window, Heo Estate, Gangneung.

Again, I have photos similar to this one in my archive somewhere.

These buildings are well cared for and maintained, but there is almost nothing in them except for a bit of calligraphy on the walls sometimes. Or maybe a copy of a portrait of the most famous person who lived here. It would be nice to have some furnishings to bring a bit of life to the place and provide a glimpse of historical ways of life.

Birthplace of Heo Gyun and Heo Nanseolheon

I’ve been to this estate many times in the past, but I enjoy going there every couple of months to see what I might have missed or to experience the buildings in different light. I usually see something in a new way every time I visit, which is one of the pleasures of photography.

I usually photograph this gate from farther back to get the long earthen walls and an impressive tree off to the right. But this time I walked closer and stayed to the right. That’s when this scene fell into place. I’ve walked up to this gate a hundred times before but never seen this particular view. Visit and re-visit is the lesson here.

This is one window/door of the sarangchae, the men’s residence. (Women in the past had to be in the anchae out back, where the kitchen is). This photo was an exercise in lining things up and keeping an eye on the viewfinder’s electronic level.

Looking at these two photos of the Heo estate makes me pretty happy. Time for another trip, I think. The best photo of my life could be waiting for me.