In the soft light of the morning sun, the rose unfolds its delicate petals like a secret revealed in whispers. Each layer, drenched with the dew of a new day, bears a fragile beauty that seems almost unearthly. Its colour, like fiery flames or subtle pastels, captures the light and reflects it in a dance of shadows and sparkles. The scent of the rose floats through the air like an invisible melody, sweet and mysterious, as if it carries the stories of ancient gardens. She stands there, silent but proud, as an ode to the timeless power of beauty and impermanence.
My name is Sabine and I take photos of food, nature and things that inspire me. My photos have the atmosphere that suits my (fantasy) world. I hope to match yours too? Take a look and enjoy what my work awakens in you... Read more…
Netherlands
Germany
Netherlands
Germany
Germany
Germany
Netherlands
Netherlands
Germany
Germany
Germany
Netherlands