Description
In the setting of a rainy morning, where the water dances in rhythmic drops on the fogged glass of the window, a face reveals itself. It is as if the rain itself had sculpted this fleeting work, drawing soft contours and ephemeral expressions on a liquid crystal screen.
The face, delicately contoured by the dripping drops, acquires a mystical aura, a harmony between the fleetingness of water and the solidity of human features. The eyes, brilliant reflections of light and shadow, seem to capture the secrets of the outside world, while the lips curve in a soft smile, as if whispering secrets to the rain.
