First light.

Early morning shoot.

This shot doesn't really capture the
erie beauty of this artificially lit tree in the dawn light.
It was ethereal. Still and magical.

The country does scare the living shit
out of me especially at night. The photographer had
to go off to get something and left me alone
sitting on a camera box, before it got light.

It really is dark in the country isn't it?
I mean dark.

Dark like you're never going to smell light again,

Dark like your strange uncle turning up
at the house when your parents are out, sweating
and smelling of desperation.

Like I said. Dark.