I spent a week in Luou at the end of summer. It was my first time there. The weather shifted every day, and the property changed with it. I had gone with the idea of photographing the night sky, but the house and the immediate surroundings became the focus instead. The conditions made the place feel familiar and slightly strange at the same time. What began as a simple attempt to work with low light became a short study of a house, a field, and the approach of a storm.
The first images came from clear days. The house sat quietly under an open sky, and the vineyard nearby felt still. Nothing unusual. It helped set a baseline for the days that followed. At night, the lack of light pollution became obvious. The stars came through easily and the light spilling from inside the house changed the scale of the scene. The building started to feel like the anchor for the work.
I stayed within a very small radius. Most frames were made from the same general spot. The intention was to watch how the place behaved as the weather changed. Long exposures softened the trees and made the wind more visible. The sound of it carried across the property and shaped how I waited for each frame. Thunder built slowly in the distance and the house felt steady against the movement around it.
The storm eventually reached its peak. I had been watching the sky for a while and hoping the lightning would fall close enough to hold in the frame. When it happened, the sequence found its ending. It was the moment the conditions had been moving toward and it closed the set naturally.
This project stays small. These photographs form a short chapter from a larger direction I am still exploring. They helped clarify an interest in built structures, atmosphere, and how weather shapes a place over a short period of time.
