First Day of the Year, 2025, фотография, хартия Hahnemuhle, тираж 1/5, 20 х 30 см (рамкирана)

The first day of the year. You walk slowly, wrapped in solitude, neither lonely nor restless—just present. The world feels paused, as if holding its breath, waiting for something undefined. There’s a quiet weight to it, a kind of sacred stillness, where time seems softer, stretched. Reflection comes easily here, thoughts drifting like snowflakes, settling gently before disappearing into the vastness of the moment. It’s a feeling of beginning, but not urgency. Just you, the snow, and the quiet promise of something new.