The Fog

What an enjoyable distraction this is. To go into an archive without the usual inner critic. The inner critic and the anonymous persona do not have anything to do with each other.

I stood in this snow, watched the fog pass around the mountains. I feel that fog now, passing around me, offering some moments of clarity and some moments of beauty. I am so close to finishing some of the tasks that have taken up my entire brain for years. And I also am enjoying allowing myself this reminiscing.

I developed this film in a non-ideal darkroom situation, because I was so impatient to see the result. The clouds are marked with some stains, but I don't care. The stains and the fog and the cloud are all part of the diffusion.