From the desk of Mr. Monk

The drive of my life

I was up at 0800 and I got in at 0130. Long day. I did the wedding photography job I’ve talked about before and then gigged on the night.

The drive home however, I dreaded. I was so tired and my feet were on fire, yet it was the best drive of my life.

I always tend to enjoy driving home from a gig. I don’t know what it is. Maybe the isolation after the hustle and bustle or just the freedom that it feels like you have for that short period of time. Tonight was great because it was foggy. I’ve never driven in such bad fog but it kept me on edge (and awake). 70mph through fog is simply beautiful.

The fog makes light pollution appealing. Everything has a gorgeous glow that radiates from it’s centre. I was following the bass player home and watching is car with the clouds of fog flying at me was like something out of a movie. This is what gets my photographic juices flowing and I’m going to start taking some frames at crazy hours. It’s worth it. It reminded me like something out of a sci-fi/fantasy film. There was something slightly magical about it.

Lately I’ve used Gaussian blurs and outer glows in pieces, but I’d forgotten how amazing the real thing was.

Fog is underrated.