I recently headed out to the Franklin Parker Preserve near Chatsworth, New Jersey very early on a foggy morning. While hiking there last year I saw three dead cedar trees in the middle of one of the lakes and wanted to photograph them in these conditions.
What was waiting for me was an almost mystical world. Instead of the photograph I was planning to make, I ended up with a series of images that I call “Dead in the Water.”
This lake is a mix of living and dead trees. Add a mystical fog and it inspires a reflection on the cycle of life and how it pertains to our lives and the people we are connected to. We are the result of our ancestors’ actions. Our actions in this life set the stage for those who will pass through the world after us. This thought puts a perspective on our place in the universe. Who would have thought that an old swampy lake would “put me in my place?”
My friend and fellow photographer, Denise Bush, has also found this place and made two lovely photographs of these trees. Click here to see them on her blog.
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