A secret symphony of reflections unfolded on the surface of the water — anxiously tender, unsteady, like memories that dare not leave. The sky, frowning with clouds, sank into the depths, as if hiding its doubts in the dark glass of the river.
The ducks swim, leaving behind threads of waves — invisible letters addressed to the sky. Their smooth movement seems to rewrite the laws of reality: where does the sky end and the water begin? Or is all this just a reflection of what we carry inside?
Each shadow in the depths is a riddle: whose face is hidden in the mirror? Whose breath trembles in these transparent curves? Here, in the dance of reflections, emotions are intertwined — anxiety and peace, longing and hope, light and darkness. The river turns into a confession, written in the language of water, which can be read only by those who know how to listen to the silence.
Sony α6700
