Our world is fixed and firm. We walk on solid ground. We look around us and what we see is clear. A click of the shutter, and the moment is frozen into an image, secured in sharpness.
Our world is flux and fluid. A dance of particles trembling in emptiness. A swirl of stars and planets in a universe unknowable. A blinking eye, a swaying train and the shivering image fades.
Moment collides with movement. Speed shatters sharpness. Focus flees to infinity. What is near, escapes us. Enigma encloses us.
© Jeanette Bos Photography