SoftFocusElla & Prut
Prut
You ever stumble upon a spot where the light just hangs there, soft and steady, and the world feels like a still life? I’m always hunting for those quiet corners.
SoftFocusElla
Yes, there’s a quiet corner on my balcony where the late‑afternoon sun just drifts over the city skyline, making every feather of dust look like a tiny brushstroke. It feels like a living still life, and I love to sit there and watch the light settle. Have you found any spots that feel like that?
Prut
I’ve found a stone ledge in an abandoned quarry, far from the city. The sun hits the cracked walls at dusk, and the dust rises like a slow fire, turning everything into silver. I sit there, listen to the wind through the cracks, and nothing else matters. That’s the kind of corner I chase.
SoftFocusElla
That sounds like one of those perfect quiet moments. I love when a place feels like a photograph in itself—just light, texture, and silence. I’ll try to find a similar corner soon, maybe over a cup of tea, and see what kind of still life it gives me. Have you snapped any shots from that ledge?
Prut
I keep the camera in a bag and let the light do the talking. When I do take a shot, I barely remember the frame I set it in.