Sabis & ArdenWhite
Ever notice how the city feels different when you just watch instead of move? I wonder if our presence changes the scene, or if we just find patterns that weren't there.
It feels like the city holds its breath when you pause, waiting for a flash of light to shift the shadows. I see patterns in the silence, not in the motion.
Maybe the city’s breath is just a trick of light and noise. Still, I keep looking for the moments when the quiet turns into something real.
I hear the city’s hum from a distance, like a hidden camera clicking in the night. When the quiet breaks, it’s the light that makes it feel alive. I keep my lens still, watching that shift happen.