Ondergelopen straat met besneeuwde huizen in een buitenwijk van Parijs 1910 - 1911

This photograph of a flooded street with snow-covered houses in a Paris suburb, maybe shot by G. Dangereux, feels almost like a dreamscape. The monochromatic palette is so muted, almost a whisper, it makes the scene feel both intimate and distant. The texture of the water is so smooth, reflecting the houses, it's hard to tell where the buildings end and the reflections begin. Take a look at how the photographer captured the light on the water's surface. There's a soft, diffused quality that gives the image a kind of ethereal beauty, the stillness of the water in the foreground reflects a perfect image of the lamppost, like a mirror. The houses themselves seem to float on the water, creating a sense of surreality and the bare branches of the trees reaching out like skeletal fingers. It puts me in mind of the painter James Whistler. Like his Nocturnes, this image evokes a similar mood, a sense of quiet contemplation and melancholic beauty, finding poetry in the everyday.