The moment before the ignition of the bonfire 2016

Alfred Freddy Krupa made this photograph, it seems, at that moment of dusk when everything's holding its breath. The composition is stark: silhouettes against a fading sky, reflections shimmering on the water. I can almost feel the quiet anticipation. What was Krupa thinking, framing this instant? Was he drawn to the contrast, the way light clings to the edges of things before disappearing altogether? It reminds me of early photography, that quest to capture the elusive quality of light. It's a timeless conversation artists have, isn’t it? Trying to bottle that lightning. What is left when we strip away the color? What do you see, what feelings does it communicate? A sense of longing? Perhaps he wanted to capture the essence of transition. The quiet before the bonfire crackles to life.