So many small things you see and celebrate with your camera. I'd like to call you The God of Small Things, but Arundhati Roy had already taken the expression for her first novel. Her second was The Ministry of Utmost Happiness, which also could neatly reference your photographic sight. Are you sure you're not secretly she?
Thank you.
A muted abstract that's nicely composed and simply very appealing. Nice how the raindrops are playfully echoed by the lovely bokeh. The attractive monocolor also works well.
Something is fighting here subject wise. The tears on the barriers and the laughter in the distance that is too much like bokeh and I would prefer not to identify the photo process that I actually not, or seldom see, with my own eyes. Am I too purist?