A foggy morning on Goose Creek–or anywhere for that matter–adds an element of soft uncertainty, a pleasant diaphanous ambiguity to the ordinary landscape.
Here, the “sun rises” as Earth spins towards it one more time. One never knows. Splintered light and play of contrast through the lens and “film” of the camera portend a cosmic disturbance–or visitation of unworldly and terrible beauty.
Hence, the title, a.k.a, the Atomic Jelly fish. Better imagined, enlarged.
