Foggy Karenina

It is a truth universally acknowledged — in both the best of times and the worst of times — that while all sunny photographs are alike, each foggy photograph is foggy in its own way.

Okay, overstatement. But I did manage to work in references to three of the great opening lines in literature. (For more, consider this article in The Telegraph).

In the next few days I’ll be showcasing varieties of fog — most from recent work. First: Noir Fog, from a night along Judah Street in San Francisco.


Shadow Season

Look about you — even inert objects and places appear differently at different times of the day and year. September and October, San Francisco’s sunniest months, are also the months when morning light cuts its strongest angle through a gate and into my building’s outer stairway. Thus, this abstract image. If you return with your  camera to familiar places over the year and years, you’ll begin to notice, and to remember at least subconsciously, the shifting angles of light and meteorological effects and how they might work with your subjects.