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When I look at fog, I see it as a shroud that creates mysterious spaces. It can roll over a mountain or, as we see it here, appear to be a veil cast across a forest. Fog is often changing and alive and moving. At moments when it is most dense, it obscures vision and creates a partition between the viewer and the viewed.

In that partitioning, we may not see something as grand as the sea, or a forest, or mountain. Unless we choose to wait for the reveal, we might turn away and miss the opportunity to experience awe. Applied to humanity, fog can be a metaphor for those times when we succumb to impatience and fail to allow time and a deep gaze to show another person’s beauty.

Fog doesn’t have to make us feel stuck. If I see it as enveloping as opposed to oppressing, I can sink into it. I can wrap myself in the beauty of a tree’s spirit. The ghost-like softness expands and when I encountered the tree in this image I recall feeling its wisdom, longevity, and the activity happening underground. My tree could bend with the wind but not break. What could be more fascinating than this limbed ghost?

Limited Edition


18 x 24 inches (45.72 x 60.96 cm)

24 x 32 inches (60.96 x  81.28 cm)

30 x 40 inches (76.2   x  101.6 cm)