Floating in Stillness
I didn’t arrange these leaves. I just stood there long enough to see them—a red maple and a yellow birch, caught in a quiet pool like two thoughts drifting into each other. The water was clear. There was no wind. There were no ripples. There was just perfect stillness and colour suspended in it.
What makes this work as a fine art print isn’t just the autumn palette—it’s the restraint. There’s nothing else in the frame. No reflections. No clutter. Just that subtle conversation between two leaves and the water holding them.
This isn’t a loud image. It doesn’t demand anything. But it rewards presence. It slows the room down. And printed large, you start to feel the texture of silence—that invisible tension that makes simple things feel profound.
Read what I saw in this quiet moment before the surface shifted →
