



This photo series follows a path I took through an English countryside in early Spring. In the quiet afternoon, engulfed by a thick fog, I roamed the small village that three generations of my family have called home.
Seeing the playground where I used to spend summer afternoons as a child now suspended in a suspenseful, heavy mist, it looked as if it was an empty stage just waiting to be filled with flickering childhood memories. I took my camera out and captured what I saw and wanted so desperately to see again.
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