ATRIUM's Choice

Irene Isabel Prestinary

The poetical color green in nature, surrounded by a black and white world.

Irene Isabel Prestinary

Digital collage of trees and leaves.

Bill Boxer

Suspended in place, the drop gathers what passes through it and briefly holds it there.

Irina Shilnova

The particles of spring are still in the air, like little fairies awakening nature from sleep

Bill Boxer

A small world appears inside the drop, shaped by what surrounds it but contained within.

Valeriya Spirina

Куда бы ты ни побежал, куда бы ни уехал, то что внутри, останется с тобой.

Valeriya Spirina

Каждый видел себя таким же. Каждый испытывал ощущение безысходности и безвыходности. Может пора что-то менять?

Lia

Lately I find myself lying awake more than usual, staring at the quiet glow of the room while my mind refuses to rest. There's this loneliness of not having a life outside these walls, of watching others live while I stay still. And then there's the absence I still haven't learned to carry, the space my grandmother used to fill so effortlessly. And my mind moves between the two, back and forth, never settling. Some days I understand what I'm feeling, other days it's just a storm. And there I am, still, listening to my own mind when all I really want is a little peace. ✦ Created using Photoshop