This is another image from Necedah. Most mornings had at least some ground fog, but this morning had fog in abundance. There’s something magical about a wooded area in the fog. I love the way the receding trees become more and more obscured by the fog, giving a real sense of depth and a little mystery.
I mentioned the other day that my images tend to be about color as much as subject matter, and I feel like that’s true here as well. Sometimes, the dominant feature of the color in an image is actually the absence of color. In this case, I really want the image to convey the muted colors and tones of a foggy morning. So, instead of exaggerating the color, I choose to exaggerate the lack of color. The result is a simple black and white image.
