34 x 60 cm, © 2024,
Tweedimensionaal | Fotografie | Digitaal bewerkt
A hand pierces the amber mist, a stark silhouette against a world shrouded in mystery. The ground beneath, a once fertile cradle of life, now lies dormant, echoing the quiet desperation of the seeker's plight. The horizon has been devoured by the haze; all sense of time and direction lost in its enigmatic depths. This hand belongs to the Seeker—a rarity among those who traverse the mists, a soul unwilling to surrender to the seductive lull of oblivion. The fog whispers ancient secrets, speaks of a time when the sky blazed with light, not the somber twilight that now reigns. The Seeker's journey is a pilgrimage toward a fable, a tale of light that seems as distant as the stars veiled by the night. With a gesture that cuts through the silence, the hand challenges the fog's eternal reign, reaching for a dawn that the world remembers only in whispered songs of hope.