Some skies feel carved rather than painted—this was one of those. The clouds looked like sculptures frozen mid-rise, their edges outlined with intense golden light as if the sun was tracing every curve on purpose. There’s a layered quality here, not just in depth but in tone: warm sunlight battling the cool weight of shadow, motion clashing with stillness.
What gives the photo its punch is how the light barely breaks through the darkness. It's not fully victorious, and that tension makes it visually arresting. The brightest areas fall along the sharp edges of the clouds, guiding your eye from lower left to upper right almost like a slow burn. There's no real focal subject, but that’s the point—this one’s about presence.
I remember standing there and feeling like something immense was about to happen, even if nothing did. I didn’t move for a while after taking the shot. Just watched, waiting for that line of light to shift.
Welcome to my world of photography. I am Martijn Jebbink, born in the Netherlands and living in Rome.
I grew up in a small town, surrounded by an impressive forest. In that environment I developed my own way of looking at the world. At first, I didn’t see..
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