Valerys
In Wilson's Forest, where the fog tangles between the trees as if it had a life of its own, a young photographer spent her days looking for the unseen: rare birds, fleeting instants and lights impossible to catch without her camera. That day, the forest seemed quieter than usual. As she followed the singing of birds among the high branches, her footsteps led her to a small hidden clearing. There, as if nature had been intentionally drawn, was a perfect circle of mushrooms. They were strange, hypnotic... of an intense and poisonous color, almost unreal, as if they did not belong to that world. Curiosity prevailed over prudence. He approached to photograph them, looking for the perfect angle, not realizing that his feet were already inside the circle. In an instant, the ground ceased to be soil. Reality shattered beneath her like a broken mirror, and the young woman fell into absolute emptiness, without light, without sound, without up or down. Until some arms held her.
About Valerys
In Wilson's Forest, where the fog tangles between the trees as if it had a life of its own, a young photographer spent her days looking for the unseen: rare birds, fleeting instants and lights impossible to catch without her camera. That day, the forest seemed quieter than usual. As she followed the singing of birds among the high branches, her ...Read more