I am obsessed with fog.

In its presence, everything becomes outworldly.

It makes the border between dream and reality almost imperceptible.

Fog is never static.

It moves.

Just like our breaths in winter days.

A magic breath of the earth, above the trees, right under the clouds. It dances. It feels my energy field and it dissolves right under my helpless lens. It makes focusing impossible. Too close and you don’t see it. Too far and you don’t see anything.

A perpetual dance between worlds – a magician’s play, testing courage, patience and obsession, up on the hills, deep in the forest, in the cold, fighting sleepiness, frustrations and technical limitations.

But the reward is amazing: because even if fog apparently ‘covers’ things, in truth it actually reveals everything with a different intensity and articulation, inviting the viewers to project their own stories on the background it offers, and emphasizing the beauty of nature in its wonderful simplicity.

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