Paris, 1935: From the other bank of the Seine, the Eiffel Tower appears only as a delicate, metallic silhouette in the dense morning mist some five hundred metres away. The air is damp; the rain-soaked cobblestones gleam and catch the warm glow of the streetlights that are still switched on. Puddles refract the light, the outlines of bridges and house fronts soft in the haze. Footsteps and muffled noises dissolve in the silence between night and day - a fleeting, melancholy moment in which the city seems to hold its breath.
Disclaimer: The image was created with AI, people and property in the image are fictitious.
Conceived by Skyfall, visualized with AI.
Like many of the people here, I am an amateur photographer and digital creator. There are many ways to take good pictures. In the end, I always ask myself what is possible when my camera is used. Where I can't go any further, I use AI. The.. Read more…