Reality, the world, left even a little uncontrolled, allows for the unexpexcted, as well as, the same old thing. Basic reality, by nature, is always a gamble.
In 1995, while shooting a formation at 3:00 a.m., in the eastern Montana Badlands, with Ektar 25 color film, in a 90 minute exposure, a thunderstorm crept in from the north. I decided to stand, hold ground and continue with the exposure, even as a violent, yet fairly dry, summer thunderstorm passed directly overhead. I got 45 minutes worth of light, and, thinking that the multiple bolts of lighning, with its blinding flashes, would overexpose the film, I shut it down after the storm passed over. I forgot that a lightning burst is much too brief to register light on an object, and the longer I exposed the film the more the individual bolts would be absorbed into the exposure in the sky. As it turned out I only got a few bolts of the many that flashed tht night.
Contact with random events, excite our biology, and can, sometimes, get us in touch with what’s supressed, or discover what you are made of in the process of captuiring random acts.
These events are akin to someone shooting at you in the night. The storm that night went over me, was loud and visually stunning, lightning bolts were everywhere.