Through the bare branches Print

The story behind the photo "Through the bare branches". On one of those rare sunny days when the air is filled with a special light, I took my "magic lens" and my Nikon camera in my hands to capture a moment that cannot be seen with the naked eye. Nature, awakening after a long winter, gave me an extraordinary gift. Walking through the park, I noticed how the sun's rays penetrating through the bare branches of the trees created unusual reflections on them. These bare branches, seemingly so simple and familiar, suddenly played with new colours. I stopped to capture this moment. The light penetrating through my "magic lens" transformed the ordinary into the fabulous. The branches of the trees were enveloped in soft, glowing halos that looked like thin threads of light stretching between the earth and the sky. These halos, like magical threads, connected the invisible and the visible, creating a sense of something otherworldly and yet close at the same time. The photograph, taken with minimal processing, retained all the pristine magic I saw in that moment. Every branch, every line of light was filled with life and energy. These halos created by the light and the "magic lens" seemed to protect the trees, giving them a special, almost mystical significance. The photograph, taken with minimal processing, retained all the pristine magic I saw in that moment. Every branch, every line of light was filled with life and energy.These halos created by the light and the "magic lens" seemed to protect the trees, giving them a special, almost mystical significance.