One of my old photos. I love it because at first it looks like an unremarkable winter wood with some noise in the foreground… But if you pay more attention to the trunks, their shape and texture, everything starts to fall apart and distort. Now it is just a reminiscence of a usual landscape… like a warped vestige of a normal life. Maybe it never existed.
I remember taking this photo after having watched ‘Mulholland Drive’ for the first time.