The Triad in the Web
In the dim light of a forgotten grove, three spiders hang motionless in a web stretched like a veil across shadow and silence. The largest crouches low, its limbs splayed like a sigil of warning. Above it, two smaller figures linger, sentinels or spawn, no one’s sure. A jagged branch casts a claw-like shadow across the scene, as if reaching for something it can’t quite touch. The web itself seems alive, pulsing with tension, spun not just from silk but from something older. This is no ordinary nest—it’s a shrine.
My latest photography is now available for purchase at crsimages.pixels.com/, featuring prints, framed art, and more from my curated collections.
The Triad in the Web
In the dim light of a forgotten grove, three spiders hang motionless in a web stretched like a veil across shadow and silence. The largest crouches low, its limbs splayed like a sigil of warning. Above it, two smaller figures linger, sentinels or spawn, no one’s sure. A jagged branch casts a claw-like shadow across the scene, as if reaching for something it can’t quite touch. The web itself seems alive, pulsing with tension, spun not just from silk but from something older. This is no ordinary nest—it’s a shrine.
My latest photography is now available for purchase at crsimages.pixels.com/, featuring prints, framed art, and more from my curated collections.