A Moment on Worn Stone XVII

An echo made visible, a monument long abandoned, a figure neither fully here nor entirely gone. This is where history has paused, where memory and presence exist in quiet harmony. The worn textures of the stone tell their own story, while the ever-shifting lake speaks of movement.

The image has a dreamlike quality, a ghostly presence captured in the soft blur of the figure. Light and shadow carve meaning into the composition, creating a fine-art photograph that feels like a whisper from another time. “The past is never where you think you left it,” wrote Katherine Anne Porter. Here, it lingers—etched into stone, carried by water, waiting to be remembered.