There’s something about shadows that always gets my attention. Maybe it’s the mystery they carry, or how they silently reveal the presence of light. Whatever it is, I found myself drawn again to capturing them through my lens.
Just the other day, I was standing near a gate. It wasn’t just the gate that caught my eye, but the way its shadow stretched across the floor, long, defined, and bold like it had a story to tell. The pattern of the iron created an almost artistic effect on the ground, and I couldn't resist snapping a shot. Funny how the shadow looked more dramatic than the gate itself.
Not far from there, I noticed a leaf resting gently against the wall. The sun hit it at such an angle that its shadow clung to the wall behind it, almost like it was trying to blend in.
These little moments remind me that shadows aren’t just dark shapes, they reflect the beauty of structure, movement, and light. They show us that even without direct form, something can still leave an impression.
I may not be a professional photographer, but capturing shadows like these makes me appreciate the art in ordinary things.
All photos are mine
