In the black-and-white photograph, a lone tree appears, enveloped by a soft blanket of snow. The branches stretch out like graceful, pale fingers embracing the thin air, their shapes sketchy yet delicate works of art of nature. The snow lies like a velvet layer over the branches, shimmering in the faint light, while the world around the tree seems to disappear in a sea of white and grey. The silence is almost palpable, the world hushed and in a dreamy calm, caught in the moment between the winter breath of nature and the stillness of time. The contrast between the dark trunk and the light snow makes the tree a symbol of loneliness, a poetic statue in the winter landscape, enveloped in the serenity of a distant past.
Torrentius, a name that sounds as mysterious as the work he leaves behind. He is a hobby photographer who has no desire to show his name or face to the world, believing that a photograph should stand on its own. What he creates is an imprint of his.. Read more…