When two worlds collide...an amazing evening, to photograph a full moon rising on Inle Lake, Myanmar, but where was the fisherman...None to be found, but then, the next morning, I see him, his right leg, wrapped around the lone oar, gliding across the still lake, disappearing reappearing, between the dense patches of rising fog...”oh man, where were you last evening”...IF only you were there...but wait, IF I made a PS composite of these two images, I am sure this is what I would have seen...ahhhh, my ‘imagined’ photograph breathes life...granted, it’s not a photograph, but a ‘digital’ rendition of the story I imagined of what might have been and sometimes, this is all we can do. You keep shooting!