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\nHome<\/a>\n\/<\/span>\nSelected Work<\/a>\n\/<\/span>\nInto the Mist<\/span>\n<\/div>\n
\nEditorial<\/span>\n2024<\/span>\n<\/div>\n

Into the Mist<\/h1>\n\"Into\n<\/div>\n<\/section>\n
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A landscape series made across four winters in the Cascade Range, photographed only in the hour when fog sits on the treeline and the world loses its edges.<\/p>\n

The mountains here disappear for most of the year. I began returning each February with one camera and a fixed lens, waiting out weather that refused to lift, learning that the pictures I wanted were the ones I could barely see.<\/p>\n

Waiting as method<\/h2>\n

Nothing in this series was found quickly. Some frames took three seasons to arrive, and several places I walked to twenty times gave nothing at all. Patience is not a virtue in this work so much as a technique, the only one that reliably produces the picture.<\/p>\n

Fog is the most honest light there is. It removes everything you were relying on and leaves you with shape.<\/blockquote>\n

The final edit runs to twenty eight images, sequenced as a single walk from valley floor to ridge. It was first shown at the Aperture Foundation and later published as a limited run of two hundred copies.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n