This photograph of a man making a photograph in the middle of the city’s famous Jackson Square is greatly enhanced by the heavy fog all around him. He seems lost in an enchanted tropical forest, enthralled no doubt by the abstraction wrought by nature itself. However, what made this image so exciting for me were the rhythms created by the interplay between the photographer and nature. The bending trunks of the palm trees seem to be mimicking the photographer’s bending legs as he struggles to compose his own picture in the fog. I add depth to the image by placing part of a bent tree trunk, swathed in peeling bark, across the entire upper right hand portion of my frame.