The path slips between skeleton trees and vanishes into a wall of silent fog where a single oak keeps watch like a forgotten sentinel. The force exhales a slow cold breath that erases the world beyond the last bear tree. What remains in the path of fog is that feeling that something just stepped off the trail behind you.
Printed on Hahnemuhle Photo Rag, and as a Metal Print
The path slips between skeleton trees and vanishes into a wall of silent fog where a single oak keeps watch like a forgotten sentinel. The force exhales a slow cold breath that erases the world beyond the last bear tree. What remains in the path of fog is that feeling that something just stepped off the trail behind you.
Printed on Hahnemuhle Photo Rag, and as a Metal Print