Following storm track across an open expanse
Walking slowly across an open, featureless field as the weather pattern moves past the observer.
Watching a dramatic sky, thunder, or shifting weather.
Walking slowly across an open, featureless field as the weather pattern moves past the observer.
Seeing a brilliant flash of lightning strike far off in the distance before hearing any thunder.
An attempt to orient oneself using paper maps is continuously undermined by sheets of rain blowing against the pages.
Despite the chaos, an inexplicable compulsion draws one forward into the path of the most intense weather system.
One tries calling out to a distant person, but the thunder and wind overwhelm the voice, making connection impossible.
The moving clouds cast long, dramatically stretching shadows that warp the perception of stationary indoor structures.
The ground becomes dangerously slick with unexpected rain, making every step a careful, swaying effort across the concrete.
Small birds desperately try to find refuge from the sudden squall, flitting frantically between low branches.
A dense, damp mist rolls in, softening all the outlines of nearby buildings and blurring the known edges of the environment.
A distinct, heavy atmospheric pressure presses down, making breathing feel shallow and labored despite no immediate rain.
A momentary, intensely warm beam breaks through the thickest storm cloud bank, illuminating a small, unexpected patch of ground.
The heavy downpour abruptly halts, leaving an eerie, profound silence that feels too absolute for the surrounding landscape.
The viewer watches the entire weather system move steadily across the horizon, appearing inevitable and unstoppable.
Seeking immediate cover, one finds a spot surprisingly open to the wind, feeling vulnerable despite the attempted protection.
You pause movement while strong, unpredictable gusts blow, then decide when the brief lull allows safe passage.
You attempt to carry several fragile, wet items across a porch while strong rain streaks the roof above you.
You observe streetlights appearing weak and distorted through the intense sheets of falling rain.
You duck under a narrow, low stone overhang while the heaviest part of the storm rages nearby.
A complete, unnerving silence descends, immediately followed by a sudden, intense rush of gale-force wind.
You place several small, important objects on a wooden bench, desperately trying to cover them from the relentless rain.
You walk slowly toward the edge where the heavy weather gives way to patchy, brighter skies.
Fast-moving cloud shadows sweep rapidly across a room filled with many scattered, unrelated belongings.
Dense mist mixed with rain makes it impossible to recognize any nearby buildings or recognizable features.
You focus intently on the varying drum and hiss of the rainfall patterns hitting different surfaces.
Each scene has its own page. Short interpretations offer possibilities for reflection; your feelings and personal associations come first.