Unbearable beauty of lightness. Ghostly brushstrokes over frozen Lielupe at sunset.
The fabric of the sea and beach is ever-changing, even more so in winter. The sea is frozen, only some blue patches still remain open.
In winter you can experience how dusk arrives in a blink of an eye. While I walked to the beach, it was still daytime. I arrived, and the blue velvet twilight awaited.
Ice. It’s just one word. But it can become a loophole to get under the skin of the world around you and see it in full spectrum. The same with the sea. The same with everything.
“I regularly get asked questions with a similar theme: why in the modern world, should we take the time to notice these things?”
That is such a strange feeling, when water becomes static.
Days are slowly getting colder here in Latvia. After a wet and warm December. Frost this morning evoked memories of last winter. I took this photo on January 10, 2017.
In two minutes walk from my house is river Lielupe. I capture it on camera and with my mind’s eye almost every day and each season.
Today the sea was so silent that even gulls tried not to move and didn’t make any noise at all. Not to spoil the serene morning. I’ve read that fog above the sea is salty.
This is my favorite photo from last winter by the sea. Three serene gulls swimming in a grey sea under the grey sky. Like origami in a blissful dream.