3rd Place winner
Silent colors
DESCRIPTION
When the long lived northern sun dies in Scotland, the gentle lighting of flowers hugs what is left of the day. A dream of summer blowing outside the windows, the natural chromodynamics that surrounds our sleep, cradling our rest and whispering softly in our ears.They play outside, across the silent grass, waiting for the coming storm, when their colors too will die under the cold winter winds. Another summer will rise.
