The Past Is a Different Country

Phyllis likes to say that the past is a different country. Certainly, in this time in which we cannot travel to other countries, the past and different countries have in common that they are both not visit-able: the past in lieu of a time machine, and other countries until we have a novel coronavirus vaccine. 

Photography is a very temporal activity. Most often, the act of capture occurs within a matter of seconds.

Coming back to the notion of the past being a different country, even if one could go back, or if one returns to the same location, nothing is ever the same.

In that spirit, here are five images from the different countries of the past that I just processed for the first time: two are from a sunrise session above the Klamath Bar on California’s north coast in 2018, and three were photographed in Owens Valley, east of the Sierra, from the autumn of 2017.

Morning Mist © Harold Davis

Morning Mist © Harold Davis

Klamath Bar © Harold Davis

Klamath Bar © Harold Davis

Autumn Passage © Harold Davis

Autumn Passage © Harold Davis

Cottonwood © Harold Davis

Cottonwood © Harold Davis

Tufas in Autumn © Harold Davis

Tufas in Autumn © Harold Davis

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