Saturday, November 14, 2015

Disappearing in the Fog




There's something about fog that brings a sense of awe and wonder to each us as is settles lightly into the atmosphere and every secret crevice. It seems to enshroud the earth and leave you in a little world of your own, unfamiliar and mysterious. And despite the many efforts to catch it, the fog always escapes our outstretched hand and on silent feet moves just beyond our reach. 

This shoot brings to mind the great classics; Great Expectations, A Tale of Two Cities, Jane Eyre, and Wuthering Heights. Out the fog and out of the mist, great stories arise. You never know what might appear in the next second, and in the same second, it's just as easy to disappear. Nothing is tangible for long. And that's the beauty of it. Mystery, beauty and just a touch of the frightening unknown all wrapped up in a white mist with a mind of its own.

It's a living, breathing thing that twists and swirls around you, ever changing the reality you are in at the moment. And so, I walk through the fog, accompanied by its silent presence moving with me. I am in the middle of a road, but in the blanket of white, I am alone.

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