A Foggy Christmas Eve

It was a lone, foggy, Christmas Eve in my neighborhood of Oceanside, California this year. I left my place to hit the road for some dinner, wherever I could find an open restaurant. Driving down the street, I realize I’m covered in a thick fog. So thick, I could hardly see the road before me. I ordered some food, headed back home to grab my camera, and cold my food sat for a couple hours while I photographed my neighborhood. There was something just naturally cinematic about the night, you could almost imagine a storyline being told here.

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Cars hiding away in a dark alleyway, as a newspaper lies on the ground. An eerie light shines from a window of a home behind the alley.

I’m gettin into my car, and an employee comes out from the restaurant to throw away some trash.

A motel office with a view of a foggy Coast Highway looking south.

The entrance to said motel.

A scrappy couch sits outside of an autobody shop.

From a tiny parking lot of a motel, i can see a woman in red at her room door.

Moisture covers the windshield of a vehicle parked outside a burger joint.

Tucked away behind a tree, and beside an autobody shop, i find this scene.

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All photographs were shot with Fujifilm’s X pro 2 and a 27mm lens.