In the dawn I start my tour to the mountain Sandling. Airy morning mist hangs over the meadows in the valley - a motionless, delicate veil. An echo of the angle of the two dark trunks in the gable of the plain hut causes me to pause.
I like these huts. They do not want to be more than they are - an accommodation for equipment. Simple in shape, made from the wood of the trees that grow in this area. And yet, on closer inspection: good handicraft, a knowledgeably building.
I like the atmosphere in the early morning. When the day awakens, light and shadow gradually create the shapes and the game of colors begins. Everything is in progress and seems possible - nothing is lost, nothing wasted, nothing over.
Really like how you have given the true strength in your composition to nature- the trees and the weather. The small building and bench play a vital role but of less importance. Fav!
PS - is most gorgeous on black.
@jbd1962 Thank you, that you also rate my words so kindly.
You know English is not my mother tongue. Unfortunately, I can not express myself as elegantly and expressively in English as I would like. I always hope that at least the lines contain the essentials.
PS - is most gorgeous on black.
You know English is not my mother tongue. Unfortunately, I can not express myself as elegantly and expressively in English as I would like. I always hope that at least the lines contain the essentials.
The "simple scenes" - very often there is so much to discover in them.