Sometimes it is better to walk without purpose, only a camera in the hand...
These photos are from one of that nights. Air was cold but not too much, streets were quiet but not empty. City had this strange orange and blue color mix, like two different moods fighting each other.
In the first frame I saw a man walking under street lights. Red light from the fence was cutting the darkness like a thin line of tension. He was walking alone, and I felt this loneliness even if I didn’t know him. I stood far and watched. I didn’t want to disturb the scene. Night always makes people smaller, like they are swallowed by buildings and shadows.
Then in another day I watched street stairs, going down with turquoise railings. Geometry everywhere. Lines crossing, steps repeating. A man was coming up in a rush. From above he looked almost like part of the design. I like how city architecture sometimes controls our movement. We think we are free, but we always follow lines — stairs, roads, pavements.
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Later I observed this small blue cafe on the corner. Inside, warm light. Outside, deep orange street. The contrast hit me immediately. One man passed in front, blurred like a ghost. Another one slower. Then one more. Each frame is almost same, but not really. Time was changing everything in seconds. Inside the cafe, men were sitting, talking maybe, or just waiting. Outside, life was flowing.
I stayed there longer than I plan. Watching people passing, watching colors mixing. I felt like I am invisible observer of small city theater. No big drama, no big action. Only ordinary moments. But in night, ordinary feels different. Deeper.
All the best...
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