2025/07/30 17:02
The weather is getting more and more severe every year. The high temperatures in summer are unbearable. In the evening, when the temperature had dropped a little, I took still life photos in a large room with tatami mats in an old house. There was still some time before dusk, but the sun sets earlier than in June. I hurried to get ready.
On a muggy evening, while I was taking photos in a dimly lit room in an old house, listening to the cicadas chirping, I suddenly felt as if someone was watching me silently. I don't know if they are the spirits of the house or the souls of the past residents, but they are by no means evil; rather, I feel a comforting presence, as if they are watching over me from afar. Of course, it's just my imagination, but sometimes I feel like I've created a piece with the help of someone else.
Would I be able to express the faint darkness of the evening and the light coming through the window well? I was worried until I finished the plate. If you can sense the deep darkness and the rich light of a summer evening, then my goal has been achieved.