Foggy Morning~Day One
Something of a miracle happened yesterday morning in Wichita, we had another dense fog. Since it was a weekend, I was able to venture out with my ‘real’ camera and shoot with no time pressure. It was creatively rewarding, but it was also just plain fun. Wichita sits at the confluence of the Big and Little Arkansas rivers, which under the right circumstances can provide a nice foreground water refection. I shot, and shot, until I couldn’t shoot anymore. Instead of burning off into sunlight, this fog hung on a long time and was followed by thunderstorms. I am hereby designating this as ‘ fog week’ at the Warped Prism, at the end of which anybody who is reading this will probably be tired of bare trees in the fog.