Thursday, July 5, 2012

Upon the windowpanes

The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the windowpanes.
~ T.S. Eliot

It is so foggy here this morning! Almost 11 o'clock in the morning and still it hasn't cleared. As cold and as grey as it is, though, there is something quite magical, mystical and otherworldly about fog. Out driving this morning, I thought to myself "Anything could be on the other side of this!" And of course, the only thing on the other side of the fog was exactly what I had expected to be there but it's the promise of a whole other dimension emerging through the grey-white gloom that makes fog so appealing (or scary, depending on your point of view!)

Having a nose around on the Web just now, I've found some lovely Australian paintings all about fog.

Morning Fog by Janice Gumbleby. Available for sale at

South West Fog 2 by Kathryn Ryan. Image from
Passing Trams by Clarice Beckett. Image from

Keefers Jetty by Clarice Beckett. Image from


Sefarina said...

Love numbers two and three.

Fog is my favourite weather. You enter and could end up anywhere.

Feronia said...

I especially love 3 - it's in Melbourne. Love your description of the fog, Sefarina :)