I am enjoying the visual shroud that lies across the city most mornings these days. Bits of images appear, the light breaks through and then closes up. The images come in and out. Driving over the bridges in the morning, sometimes I cannot see the other side of the river.
This is how it is feels in the studio right now, I am looking through the fog, hoping there is an image somewhere.
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ReplyDeletelove the off-kilt horizon line, the dense ground, the luminous sky, and the line of trees....
a perfectly apt metaphor! here's to a new year of fog-lifting for all of us.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous image...inspiring
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