“Our mind is like a cloudy sky: in essence clear and pure, but overcast by clouds of delusions. Just as the thickest clouds can disperse, so, too, even the heaviest delusions can be removed from our mind.” – Kelsang Gyatso
I found this a fitting quote for my afternoon at Vestrahorn. In the early afternoon, a swarm of clouds came and covered up the mountainscape. Would they dissipate by dusk? I hoped so, as I had just one evening to capture Vestrahorn in all its glory. Luck was on my side, it turned out. Minutes before sunset, the vapors started to retreat, leaving only a few behind to add striking patterns to my photos.
I found the quote doubly fitting because of how it describes the process of making art. Often times, my mind is clouded; I feel like I’m in a fog when editing photos or writing. A sort of creator’s block, if you will. But I have found, that if you just fight through it and keep pushing, the clouds will always disperse.