In an endless meadow, three birches stand, like slender sentinels in a sea of blue and green. Their trunks, white and tender like yellowed parchment scrolls, bear a web of dark lines-the chronicles of seasons that came and went. They seem to float, their roots only fleetingly connected to the earth, like travellers resting only temporarily in the grass.
A forest edge rises in the background, faded in a haze of blue-green hues. It is no ordinary horizon, but a veil between dream and reality. The colour editing makes brushstrokes dance across the picture, as if an invisible painter has gently touched the sky and earth with his brush. The wind, blowing invisibly through the composition, ripples the image like a memory that has not yet fully formed.
Torrentius' vision:
With this work, Torrentius has created a landscape that should not just be seen, but felt. The processed textures and colour tones give the image something intangible-a semblance of eternity in a snapshot. The birches stand as a triptych of silence, each a different tone in the symphony of emptiness. The choice of blue tones evokes a melancholic serenity, a moment between day and dream.
This is no ordinary photograph; this is a memory of a landscape that may never have existed, but which continues to float in our minds-soft, fading, like a whisper of light.
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…