I love fog. I really do. Back home at my parents I could spends hours walking, me and my uncle’s old SLR, watching the trees and landscapes unfold before me and then, again disappearing, feeling like the only person in the world.
Drawing .: Painting .:. Needlefelting
I love fog. I really do. Back home at my parents I could spends hours walking, me and my uncle’s old SLR, watching the trees and landscapes unfold before me and then, again disappearing, feeling like the only person in the world.