Light falls,
fog holds its breath -
the hills remember,
what the wind forgets.
A tree leans to the west,
a shadow leans -
the evening hums
and never ends.
Light falls,
fog holds its breath -
the hills remember,
what the wind forgets.
A tree leans to the west,
a shadow leans -
the evening hums
and never ends.
Your chosen art on canvas, stretched in an aluminum frame. Quick and easy to change for a fresh look and exactly as you want it.
I am a passionate amateur photographer.
Motto: "Photography is a frozen moment and by the time it turns into a condensate of memories."