Used to be, I would go for a walk in the woods and stop whenever I felt like it and take a picture, not always understanding why I’d want a picture here but not three steps further along the trail. Now, I find myself recognizing shapes, composing the picture in my head. “Oh, there’s an arrow pointing up and over, and the line of trees intersects that patch of grass in an interesting way.” This is a new thing for me, being aware of the way shapes interact. I’m deconstructing and reconstructing, both at the same time.
So, then later, when I’m looking through these pictures, I’m not wondering anymore why I took them because I can see why now. And then my job is to emphasize in the resulting drawing what it was that made me stop and raise the camera in the first place.