)arrow Sometimes I feel like Gollum, forever fleeing the burning brightness of the Sun. We endlessly seek its heat only to find our skin aging, our eyes blinded and shadows flattened.
There’s no worse light for photography then a bright noon sunlight. Over it I’ll always choose a late afternoon’s warm nuances and lazy shadows.
I wish there was a way to record a moonlight’s rendition of the world. When all the cats are grey, when men are equal, when corruption sleeps and music prevails.
I‘ve borrowed a few words from the Finnish band Nightwish:
)oquote Two hundred and twenty-two days of light
Will be desired by a night
A moment for the poet’s play
Until there’s nothing left to say…
I wish for this nighttime
To last for a lifetime
The darkness around me
Shores of a solar sea… )cquote