A venue on high ground in northwest Arkansas, where a single decision about camera height changes every photograph.
A rural venue in the Ouachita foothills, where the mountains run east–west and the slopes face north and south rather than every direction.
A columned building in central Arkansas — formal, symmetrical, and demanding of a camera that is exactly level.
A woodland venue in the Ozarks, presenting the problem every wooded site presents: light that is dim, green and directionless.
A nineteenth-century warehouse district on the Arkansas River, where brick, steel and a big river sit within a few hundred metres.
A historic venue in Fort Smith, on the Arkansas River at the Oklahoma line — where the plains begin and the light changes character.
A historic inn on wooded acreage in Fayetteville, where a hillside and a closed canopy between them decide what each hour is good for.
A stone chapel on Arkansas farmland, and one frame that depends entirely on the sun striking the wall at a shallow angle.
A chapel in the Ozarks, and one frame worth planning the day around: two people in an open doorway with the dark interior behind them.
A rural venue in the Ozarks, presenting the problem every open-field venue presents: a high sun, no cover, and green in every direction.