It is a fragile moment - a breath of water and air, transformed by frost into a silent work of art: a frozen soap bubble. This picture shows the perfection of this rare phenomenon. Placed on a branch of a climbing rose, the bubble rises like a glassy sphere in the winter air. Its surface is covered in filigree ice flowers that look like stars or feathers. Each pattern is unique - born of stillness, cold and patience.
The background is gently out of focus and bathes the motif in warm light. It seems as if the cold itself is in dialogue with the sunlight. The soap skin appears transparent and yet mysterious. Small crystals glisten, the structure is as fine as porcelain. This is macro photography in its most poetic form: a play of light, temperature and time.
Such a motif requires many attempts - and the right secret recipe for the mixture. The soap solution must be viscous enough to withstand the frost, but light enough to float. The air must be still, the temperature ideal. What seems like magic here is the result of dedication, experimentation and attention to detail. It is not uncommon for many bubbles to burst before a single one succeeds. But the effort is worth it - for that one quiet moment.
The beauty of this picture lies in its stillness. No spectacle - just the subtle moment of solidification. Nature itself becomes the artist, the photographer the silent observer. The bubble stands on a living rose branch, a symbol of life - while it itself is about to die. The contrast between cold and light, between delicacy and clarity, is quietly moving. The reflections on the skin of the bubble tell of warmth and life, embedded in a world of frost and silence.
I have always enjoyed photography. Even when I was young, I took photos with the Beirette. It even happened to me once that I inserted a film twice ... and the photos I took were very interesting.
I then bought my digital SLR camera in 2014. The first photos..
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