Before the Mist

The morning clouds gave way to sunlight, turning the Atlantic into silver.
Far on the horizon, the mist is already beginning to gather — another change quietly on its way.
Ericeira, Portugal

The morning clouds gave way to sunlight, turning the Atlantic into silver.
Far on the horizon, the mist is already beginning to gather — another change quietly on its way.
Ericeira, Portugal
Essa luz atlântica, quando a névoa se aproxima, você capturou o momento pouco antes da geometria mudar. Ericeira tem essa qualidade de que o horizonte continua mudando diante de você.
Thank you, Shannon. I love that you have an old postcard of Ericeira found in Lyon — what an unexpected journey for a little piece of my hometown! The light and mist here can change within minutes, and that is one of the things I most enjoy trying to capture. Now you’ve made me very curious about that postcard.
A água prateada sob luz variável é tudo o que procuro nas fotografias. A névoa que se acumula na borda faz com que todo o quadro pareça respirar, você capturou o Atlântico no meio do pensamento. Guardo um postal de Ericeira na minha mesa, comprado num mercado de pulgas em Lyon há anos, e isto tem aquela mesma qualidade de esperar que o tempo decida o que acontece a seguir.
Thank you, Daren. That constant change is one of the things I love most about photographing the Atlantic here. Sometimes the light, the horizon and the atmosphere can change completely in just a few minutes. I was lucky to catch that brief moment before the mist took over.