The alert popped up on my phone: severe fog warning in Venice Beach. I let it go for a day and then thought, if it’s still like this tomorrow I’ll get up early and go see how it looks down at the beach. It was, I went.
There’s something symbiotic between fog and photography. Seeing more in less. Street lamps sizzle and glow through the mist. Even light and thick air create something that nears in on melancholy for me…
