This recent cold snap reminded me of these photographs I had yet to share taken in Ireland this past Christmas. The sun was setting and the fog was rolling in from the ether, causing my camera to struggle to focus on anything in particular, softening the gaze as if the clouds fell that day.
A few recent illustrations I had yet to share, exploring more Interior design and midcentury archecture along with the style of UPA.
Although a dumping of snow or ice is yet to grace the landscapes of Ireland, I was treated to another phenomenon – freezing fog. I’ve never experienced fog like it – completely enveloping all the eye could see in a matter of minutes, swirling around the fields and transforming objects and buildings into milky soft nothingness, as my camera struggled to capture anything in detail it felt as though I was living in an oil painting.
A recent wintry, cozy illustration given the current weather conditions many are experiencing, hopefully we will be greeted to a fluttering of snow soon enough!
A fourth collection of undulating fog filled landscapes. I love when a person is somewhere in the shot, I feel like it adds a different tone to the image and makes me wonder about the story of the individual and where they are travelling beyond the mist.
A third offering of gloomy mist filled vistas when the sky had fallen and bloomed outwards, dulling the light and defusing the horizon.
A second set of photos taken in the early hours of the morning when the milky fog was so thick it transformed the streets into an uncanny world not to be disturbed.
A few weeks ago in the early hours of the morning London was treated to a blanket of fog, I had to jump at the chance of documenting this weather as I find fog so atmospheric and cinematic, it leaves the usual streets with an air of otherworldly mystery as the people appear out of thin air and buildings blend into nothing. It makes you wonder what is beyond the veil.
A fourth batch of impressionistic images created inspired by the foliage and November blues. Paying close attention to how the treetops were once cut into stumps but now have exploded into speckled oblong shapes as the sky bleeds through the leaves that have fallen.
A third assortment of images created from the impressionism of the vivd blues, yellows and oranges of this time of year. Inspired a great deal by the wondrous paintings of Monet.
Gentle Giant 