The Enemy Does Not Suspect That We Are Here 1836

Curator: This is "The Enemy Does Not Suspect That We Are Here" by Auguste Raffet. Look at that determined march! Editor: Yes! The river of men seems to symbolize the unconscious—patient, unseen, a slow-moving force of destiny about to surface. Curator: Raffet really captures the tension—the quiet before the storm, the weight of expectation. It's almost palpable, isn't it? Editor: Absolutely. The darkness, the water, the trees—they all contribute to a sense of foreboding. It's like the visual manifestation of a suppressed anxiety. Curator: A powerful blend of history, mood, and raw emotion, wouldn't you say? Editor: Indeed. A haunting, immersive experience.