Where the River Disappears

The fog blurs my mind, my sense of smell, and my eyesight. Like looking without prescription glasses, the river is blurred like an old photograph, with subtle shifts in shades of grey, light and dark, as if painted by the hand of the great Monet. The buildings and the trees are silhouetted black, two-dimensional. The river yawns in every direction, with only the fisherman and boats breaking the view, the water so vast it disappears into the eternal white. What does it smell like? That of the damp wooden benches, or the trees not yet in bloom. It is early; without the traffic, the air smells as fresh as the colorless meadow in spring. Footsteps echo as if in an abandoned cave, whose grey walls cannot be seen or touched. She walks out of the whiteness like a ghost, bringing color to the colorless space, the smell of spring to the dampened vastness. When her footsteps disappear in the distance, like a colorblind man, I am left again with a bleak picture: a black-and-white photograph, a damp smell, and the vastness of white and grey. She had the only beating heart in many square kilometers of space.

17 photographs

Two boats emerging from a pale fog over still water — 01 / 17 · Boats in the whiteEnquire about a print

A bare tree leaning over a rocky riverbank in fog — 02 / 17 · The leaning treeEnquire about a print

A stone wall and riverside pavement disappearing into fog — 03 / 17 · The embankmentEnquire about a print

Dark stone steps rising towards a white sky — 04 / 17 · Steps into whiteEnquire about a print

A lone fisherman standing beside the river in fog — 05 / 17 · The fishermanEnquire about a print

A moored ship reflected in still river water — 06 / 17 · The moored shipEnquire about a print

Trees and water seen through a window in a dark interior — 07 / 17 · Through the windowEnquire about a print

Two pale birds perched above stones in shallow water — 08 / 17 · Birds above the shallowsEnquire about a print

A dark forest beneath a soft white sky — 09 / 17 · The forest edgeEnquire about a print

A narrow embankment extending into white fog — 10 / 17 · A line across the whiteEnquire about a print

Bare tree trunks and branches surrounding a pale sky — 11 / 17 · Looking upEnquire about a print

Two wooded banks reflected in still water with a pale opening between them — 12 / 17 · The openingEnquire about a print

A low strip of riverbank reflected in pale water — 13 / 17 · The far bankEnquire about a print

Bare trees reflected beside a quiet channel — 14 / 17 · Still waterEnquire about a print

A row of bare trees beneath a white sky — 15 / 17 · A row of treesEnquire about a print

A line of bare trees reflected in still water — 16 / 17 · Trees and their reflectionsEnquire about a print

A bridge receding into fog over the river — 17 / 17 · The bridge disappearsEnquire about a print

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