Low Tide in Twilight: Capturing the Magic of Coastal Dusk
The air hangs heavy, scented with salt and the promise of night time. The solar, a molten orb, dips in direction of the horizon, portray the sky in a palette of unattainable colours. Pinks bleed into violets, oranges morph into deep blues, and the clouds, like brushstrokes on a canvas, catch the dying gentle. It’s…