One cliché of the photography trade nowadays is that no one will buy a sunset, so why bother taking them? It proves you can get jaded about anything if you try hard enough, because nearly every night, the California beaches fill up with human beings snapping away at the heavens. Our very first sale of a photo, in fact–to Condé Nast Publications–caught runners racing off into the sunset off Long Beach. Something about a nightly appointment with eternity to offset the tiny scale of our quotidian existence.
And by the way, none of these photos owe their amazing color or luminosity to Photoshop. Thanks instead go to the Lord, dust storms, whirlwinds, meteorological depressions, volcanoes, forest fires, factories, automobiles, and all of the other pollutants that fill our atmosphere.