Walking on a thin line
But feeling on top of the world
My legs get lighter in touch
My head is full of thoughts of you
Love is not a pocket full of dreams
Love is a never-ending journey
It's only when I think of you
That I find myself walking on clouds
This is one of those shots I would rater not explain, cause the magic is part of the impression.
However, I always explain, so I won't stop now.
It's a small pool on the Tel Aviv beach.
I shot this from zero angle to include the reflection and see nothing of the sand and sea ahead, so it looks all flat.
A metaphor, visually minimal, surreal, something different.
One of my personal favorite shots.