Fog

The magnifying emotions of light. It passes unnoticed.Under this foggy canvas great washes of feeling are illuminated. Cold ink stained horizons make blue feel like glacier ice. Then from the outside, intense radiation bathes the whole visible world in warmth. With this concealing medium, space becomes light, light becomes space.

Sound helps to see, to extend senses beyond. In the open cathedral of the beech forest, the sensations of rain fill the canopy and with them space within an enormous volume, out of body.

The spider’s web is filled with fog. Mapped with jewels of dew. The crystal piste illuminated by a forest of stars.  A mountain range of light, an atmosphere caught in a pocket of silk.