Eleven months ago, the dutch genius Levi van Veluw travelled to Pontsticill Lake in South Wales, to try and rid himself of a hangover.
He'd heard it was the best place to do this.
But he got lost, and wandered the dank, dark woods for months.
Then, gradually,,, almost imperceptibly gradually,,, he noticed that he was turning the landscape that surrounded him into himself.
The land, was becoming him, just as some years previously, he had become the land.
He recorded the phenomena using a russian Mir-1 "Grand Prix Brussels" 37mm f2.8 prime lens that was over half a century old, because it's radioactivity made it immune to transmogrification into moss and lichen.
And than his hangover was gone.
He'd heard it was the best place to do this.
But he got lost, and wandered the dank, dark woods for months.
Then, gradually,,, almost imperceptibly gradually,,, he noticed that he was turning the landscape that surrounded him into himself.
The land, was becoming him, just as some years previously, he had become the land.
He recorded the phenomena using a russian Mir-1 "Grand Prix Brussels" 37mm f2.8 prime lens that was over half a century old, because it's radioactivity made it immune to transmogrification into moss and lichen.
And than his hangover was gone.
