Submission

What I love most about my home is being surrounded by nature, in a climate that enjoys all four seasons. Over the years I have developed a fondness for winter. What I used to view as bitter and desolate I now see more as a time for drawing inward, slowing down, reflecting, and gathering strength. This past year in particular, these themes really resonated as the entire world seemed to be in this place of sheltering in. And all of these emotions are present. Something about fog also resonates with me, a beautiful sadness. The impermanence and mysterious beauty of fleeting moments. How fog changes how you normally see things, obscures what you are used to seeing and fills spaces you previously understood as empty. This past year, I have felt all of these things deeply as well. This winter, we had a few glorious mornings of winter fog. I drove around my neighborhood collecting images that I use for composite work. I really slowed down these mornings and tried to capture not just how pretty the fog looked but how it feels to me.