Severnaya & Sylph
Severnaya Severnaya
Sylph Sylph
Severnaya Severnaya
I've been trying to capture the exact moment a snowflake lands on a glass pane—there's a whole universe in that tiny intersection.
Sylph Sylph
Every flake has its own rhythm, so maybe just let the glass pause and listen instead of pressing for a frame.
Severnaya Severnaya
I can hear the quiet, but if I stop, the timing will shift. The glass must stay still, the light must stay just right, then the frame will be true.
Sylph Sylph
If the light’s a bit restless, maybe let it wiggle a touch. The snowflake might just surprise you when the glass stills just right.
Severnaya Severnaya
I don't let the light wobble. If it shifts, the symmetry breaks and the frame loses its integrity. I wait until it settles.