Sometimes when I contemplate some images that transmit for the majority a great sadness, I am not sure if it is really the image that transmits it or if it is me who is full of that emotion and the lens that I use in that moment is clouded with melancholy and gives that false perception, I only wonder, I question myself.
Because subdued colors and also grays are part of our daily lives, they are formed naturally, so they shouldn't be bad, unless nature feels sad from time to time and usually expresses it that way. I don't know, it's all within the realm of possibility.
However, whatever it is, there are those who get totally carried away by it and end up very badly, but, any grey day, as they usually call it, can change from one moment to the next into something totally bright, being a blessing, and bringing us happiness, but, it is not about bringing us happiness but feeling it ourselves, despite the grey days.
This is a show I'm going to enjoy too.
This is a short literary exercise from the main picture.
