Second post from the same series as my previous: "Winter of our Youth", from which I am receiving lots of nice comments, thank you! This series, taken from trains, is a metaphore about time passing and how it distorts our memories, and these in turn distort the whole perception of our own life. Some long-passed events seem crisp and clear, whereas we prefer to maintain others very close to our present in a blurry mist.
The series shares many aspects of the techniques I often use: spontaneous moments captured using exclusively the elements of the scene (a train window and a landscape in this case) and my camera, with no digital modification of the reality other than the obvious global post-processing needed in order to create the final printable artwork. In this case the post-processing focused on a very particular and precise use of the contrast.