West Vancouver:
We wandered along the shore of West Vancouver, where the rocks met the sea, and beneath the moody sky, she wore a flowing pink dress. The clouds hung heavy, but the sun, a soft presence behind them, peeked through in gentle bursts, casting a diffused, ethereal light across everything. The glow created a halo effect, softly illuminating the scene as if nature itself was painting the moment. The atmosphere felt timeless, like a perfect blend of tranquility and fleeting beauty.
Year
05/06/2024
Golden hour meets Blue hour:
We lingered, waiting for the golden hour, as its warmth kissed the world in a fleeting embrace. With each shot, the light grew richer, a liquid gold that bathed everything in its glow. Yet, as the day gently bowed out, the golden hues began to soften and fade. Undeterred, we chased the fading light, only to be blessed by the quiet arrival of blue hour—a soft, tranquil hue that wove its magic into our final frames, as if the evening itself had whispered its secret.
Year
28/06/2024
