Soaring Trees, Fog: Seymour Park, BC

I love fog.  It blurs edges and seems to capture light, clinging to its colour and tone.  Fog can make a plain place magical.

I liked the way these trees seemed to extend into the sky forever, and how the bright fog enveloped them at their tops.  I wanted to show the trees as a dynamic, living group, and to show the mist surrounding them.  I turned my camera skyward, lying on my back and setting up my tripod over my face.  As I photographed the scene, I had to constantly wipe my lens free of the light rain falling from the treetops.  When I finished, I discovered I had melted a body-shaped hole through the wet snow beneath me.

Soaring Trees, Fog: Seymour Park, BC, 2003