Livestock shelters in fields and meadows are so common in the Belgian landscape that nobody ever pays them any attention. Nonetheless, the countryside offers quite a range of architectural gems. These sheds and barns are the product of man and nature, quietly radiating a poignant if decaying beauty. They come in many shapes and sizes, are constructed from motley materials (often recycled) and exhibit a varied colour palette. Clearly showing the ravages of time, they tell wordless stories. For 5 years I crisscrossed Belgium to find just the right kind of shed, always photographing them in the same perfect lighting conditions. And ‘perfect’ means: dense fog. All sheds were found by preliminary searches. Their coordinates were carefully listed to be prepared in case of fog. Without fog, this shed was just an extra in the landscape. The fog was necessary to isolate and valorize these constructions. Given fog is unpredictable, the project took several years to complete. Tens of thousands of miles were driven. Never knowing how long the fog would linger. "A photograph of a weather-beaten shed is an allegory for our lives: we all muddle on, we try our best, we keep our wits about us, we field some blows along the way, we carry the scars, and we all die on the horizontal in the end. Humans harbour a deep longing for shelter, warmth and security. That’s what makes these wondrous little structures so human. They shine with lack, miscalculations, flaws and shabbiness."