Bloom of the Forgotten
These plumeria blossoms burn with unnatural beauty, petals glowing from deep pink to molten orange, as if lit from within by something not quite of this world. Nestled in a lush tangle of leaves, they seem too vivid, too perfect, like offerings left in a place where time stands still. The unopened buds hint at more to come, but the air feels heavy, watchful.
This photograph captures not just tropical elegance, but a whisper of something eerie an ancient bloom that remembers. My latest photography is now available for purchase at crsimages.pixels.com/, featuring prints, framed art, and more from my curated collections.
Bloom of the Forgotten
These plumeria blossoms burn with unnatural beauty, petals glowing from deep pink to molten orange, as if lit from within by something not quite of this world. Nestled in a lush tangle of leaves, they seem too vivid, too perfect, like offerings left in a place where time stands still. The unopened buds hint at more to come, but the air feels heavy, watchful.
This photograph captures not just tropical elegance, but a whisper of something eerie an ancient bloom that remembers. My latest photography is now available for purchase at crsimages.pixels.com/, featuring prints, framed art, and more from my curated collections.