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22 November 2011



And of course I meant evokes rather than invokes. But sometimes those meanings cross. Oh well ...


This photo essay on fog includes some of the loveliest images I have seen on your site. It also invokes memories. Several years ago, I lost vision in one of my eyes (which was partially restored through surgery). What amazed me as my vision diminished was that I did not experience the complete absence of light (which would be blackness as in a deep cave), but a greying of the world in which images were partially to completely obscurred by a thick haze - just like your fog pictures depict. I was constantly blinking heavily, trying to clear the grey. Sometimes it would lift slightly, revealing clarity, but the thickness would then waft over the image again. Finally, it covered everything, leaving no clarity. I've tried to explain that sensation I feel again viewing your photographs. They are haunting, and very beautiful.

ainelivia aka Carol Ann Lynch

What wonderful photos. i love mist, there is something magical about mist, and up here in North London just before we fall off the edge of the Ridgeway into Hertfordshire it's been quite foggy for the past four or five days now.

I want that Turret for my house, its wonderful.


These photos are really inspiring Tara! I am currently obsessed with painting trees. :)


People that I used to know when I lived in the Benelux area always thought it strange that this California girl loved the fog and mist of that area. I would always fill so invigorated by the autumn and the spring when this type of weather was likely to occur. But I am a northern California girl so it always made me feel like I was at home.


Oh Tara! These are haunting beautiful images! Those thorny looking trees!


Gorgeous foggy pictures. I would have a difficult time picking a favorite. There is just something about a foggy day that causes one to want to wrap in a quilt with a good book and fire in the fireplace.

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