By nadin-zakrevska on Skatehive
Hi everyone. One evening, my son and I were walking home. We had just been to the store, eating ice cream and laughing a lot. Suddenly, Maksym shouted, "Mom, look!" A massive shadow had stretched across the neighboring building. The streetlights cast a dim, yellow glow, giving everything a soft, effortless feel. It was truly striking. We’ve walked down this street thousands of times, yet we were seeing this shadow for the first time. During the day, the tree goes unnoticed, lost among a thousand others. But at night, the lamplight singles out its silhouette, creating a sharp, graphic design on the wall. The shadow forced us to stop and trace the line of every single branch. Maksym called it a "wonderful imprint." And indeed, there was the tree growing from the earth, and right across from it, its Majestic reflection. I thought how interesting it would be to create stucco work like that on a building’s facade—like an old engraving that comes to life in the dark. A shadow is a bridge