Tag: fog
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Brooks Island
I love the graceful and solitary profile of Brooks Island, shrouded in fog and visible from El Cerrito. Veiled in fog and capped by pillowy clouds are distant hills in Sausalito. I feel as if this is a portrayal of my most common state of my mind.
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El Cerrito View
I’m up on one of the numerous hills in El Cerrito, CA, on a sunny, and foggy morning. Even though I’ve driven down this hill countless times, I’m never tired of the view, especially when there’s fog to light the air.
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Layered Space
I love fog because it makes the air we breathe, visible. It can also turn the world into a black a white, stratified, visual spectacle. It adds depth through progressive layers of diffusion and solidifies space.
