While in China I hoped aboard a junk headed down the Li River before dawn. I had seen watercolors from China showing mountains that sprang from nowhere and surrounded by light and fog I thought they were dreams from a good nights sleet. As the sun arose I was greeted with this image. Stopping the boat I climbed a hill and captured my own dream.

Lenholf 4 x 5, Tri-x film rated at 200, 210 mm lens, F 11, 1/30 of a second