A Moment on Worn Stone XXI

A stone once meant for permanence is now a vessel for something fleeting. The composition draws the eye to contrasts—between material and motion, between past and present. The monochrome palette enhances the textures of the scene, transforming it into a visual meditation on time’s quiet persistence.

The blurred figure, neither fully solid nor absent, suggests the movement of memory itself—ever shifting, never still. The lake, its surface barely disturbed, reflects both sky and silence. “The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but having new eyes,” wrote Marcel Proust. This image invites such a gaze that looks beyond the surface into the spaces where time lingers.