"Many years ago, when I still had two long braids tied with huge white bows, I fell in love with stories. Especially the ones which transported me to magical places where wild swans turned into princes, dark forests hid marble castles, and ancient columns were spotted by moonlight floating above the waves of stormy seas."
This is the beginning of my "Misthaven" series statement. A testament to the enduring imprints of fairy tales and fiction literature I read as a child. A couple of month ago, I thought this series is finished. I numbered the images, created a sequence, polished the statement. I though I have nothing more to say. I couldn't be more wrong.
I do not look for images, they seem to look for me. And two new images found me just the other day. Here is the second one:
See Misthaven portfolio here