After the Fog Rolls in

Canon A-1, Fuji Neopan SS

 Unreal City, 

Under the brown fog of a winter dawn

When T.S. Eliot penned those words in The Waste Lands, he so adeptly captured

the essence of the transformation which a city undergoes, when the fog sets in.

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Even the simplest, most innocent structures become surreal, eerie,

almost compelling you to look for something sinister in their midst.

Calumet 4x5, Schneider-Kreuznach 135mm f4.7, Ilford Delta 100

Holga, Arista EDU Ultra 400

And nature is no different. Peaceful mornings among the rudimentary, ancient woods that predate our own habitation, take on a different tone. One of isolation and solitude, whose connotations are of loneliness rather than a voluntary, if temporary, distancing.

Panasonic LX3

Panasonic LX3

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Carl Sandburg's Fog

The fog comes

on little cat feet.

It sits looking

over harbor and city

on silent haunches

and then moves on.

Holga, Ilford Delta XP2 Super