Reflection 2

Cropped to a quiet corner of the harbor, the composition lets the boat’s angled hull and the warm pier edge act as firm geometries against water that refuses to hold a single shape. Light scatters across the surface in broken, pearly strokes, turning reflection into a kind of trembling calligraphy—an image of time passing rather than a fixed place. The restrained palette of slate blues and river-ochres carries a meditative hush, suggesting that stillness is not absence of movement but a more intimate register of it.