"A wise god shrouds the future in obscure darkness." Horace
San Francisco this morning has been under dense fog advisory, and rightfully so. The ash and smoke from the wildfires overwhelming California and the Northwestern United States are only compounding the problems. Portland and San Francisco have the worst air quality anywhere in the world.
And yet, I can’t resist going out in the fog and seeing if I can capture any moments. I went up to Russian Hill, hoping to make a photo of the Bay Bridge from the top of California Street. As the images show, it was hard to see anything. Down the hill, it was impossible to see the top of the Transamerica Pyramid when standing right beneath the iconic building.
I saw the red sun for a brief minute, not glowing, but glowering down, as if frowning at human incompetence. San Francisco is under a shroud of ash, smoke, and fog. There is an eerie feeling in the air of impending doom, making you wonder what else we have to endure in months to come.
The B&W treatment of the photos is merely a way to express that sense of gloom and doom overwhelming me today.
September 11, 2020. San Francisco.
