Behind the Camera - Touching the Sky
It was still dark when I quietly stepped outside with my camera while the city slept. We were on a family trip in Chicago, and while my parents questioned why I was up so early—chasing what they called “a random building”—I saw something else: stillness, symmetry, and mystery.
I took Touching the Sky in the early morning, just as dense fog swallowed the skyline. The top of the skyscraper seemed to dissolve into the clouds, blurring the boundary between architecture and atmosphere. I chose a minimalist treatment and a narrow color palette to highlight the cool tones, the play between glass and light, and the surreal feeling of being suspended between earth and sky.
Now, years later, my family sees why I stopped that morning. This image is more than a building—it’s a moment of quiet obsession turned into art.
Behind the Camera - Touching the Sky
It was still dark when I quietly stepped outside with my camera while the city slept. We were on a family trip in Chicago, and while my parents questioned why I was up so early—chasing what they called “a random building”—I saw something else: stillness, symmetry, and mystery.
I took Touching the Sky in the early morning, just as dense fog swallowed the skyline. The top of the skyscraper seemed to dissolve into the clouds, blurring the boundary between architecture and atmosphere. I chose a minimalist treatment and a narrow color palette to highlight the cool tones, the play between glass and light, and the surreal feeling of being suspended between earth and sky.
Now, years later, my family sees why I stopped that morning. This image is more than a building—it’s a moment of quiet obsession turned into art.