Rene Farias

Description

Two bodies meet at the fragile edge of night, their skin holding the last shadows as a sudden, circular light opens behind them like a quiet revelation. The gesture is both tender and wounding—fingers pressing, a trace of blood, a kiss suspended between devotion and undoing. Above, a fallen bird lingers mid-descent, echoing the moment’s stillness, as if even gravity pauses to witness the first breath of morning.