The Softness of Heart in Morning Mist XI

In this work, nature and humanity merge through the alchemy of long exposure. The light streaks, the soft blur, the tender colors—all become symbols of time’s embrace. The figure, both vanishing and present, reminds us that life is not grasped by clinging but by letting go. Like Hermann Hesse’s Siddhartha, the image speaks of a river-like existence—always flowing, always dissolving, always returning.