Bulan, Cermin, dan Aku
Fotografi Qipao
Moon & Me: Bukan Cari Like!
Gue lihat foto ini, langsung mikir: ‘Wah, ini bukan lagi soal jadi viral—ini kayak ritual doa!’
Bukan cuma fotonya yang tenang… hati gue juga ikutan tenang.
Mirror? Itu Bukan Kamera Selfie!
Dua perempuan di sana nggak pose buat Instagram. Mereka lagi ngobrol sama diri sendiri—dengan mata tertutup dan napas pelan.
Gue kira mereka sedang rekaman TikTok… eh ternyata sedang meditasi!
Zen Digital? Ya Gue Juga Butuh Itu!
Di zaman algoritma yang ngejar likes terus, ini foto bikin gue mikir: ‘Ah… mungkin aku terlalu cepat scroll.’
Kita butuh lebih banyak momen seperti ini—di mana keindahan nggak perlu dibuka lebar-lebar.
Yang lainnya udah siap berhenti sebentar? Comment di bawah—kita bareng-bareng cari keheningan!
The Moon? Check. The Mirror? Double check. Me? Still trying to unsee it.
I’ve been staring at this photo series for 3 hours and my brain just whispered: ‘You’re not supposed to consume this—you’re supposed to breathe with it.’
Who knew ‘digital portraiture’ could feel like a silent kōan? These aren’t selfies—they’re soul-sessions.
And that paper moon? Broke me. It’s literally just rice paper and glue… but somehow more emotionally resonant than my entire Instagram feed.
We all chase likes like they’re full moons—but this? This is the real thing: stillness with receipts.
So yeah—I’m officially quitting content creation and becoming a monk… or at least a very dramatic candlelight photographer.
You guys ever get emotionally wrecked by an image that didn’t even have facial expressions?
Comment section: let’s be still together 🕯️
Si la photo ne capture pas la lune… c’est parce qu’elle la garde dans le silence.
J’ai vu trois femmes en pyjama sur un balcon à Montmartre — pas des mannequins, mais des âmes qui respirent.
Le miroir ne ment pas : il reflète ce qu’on n’a pas osé dire à voix haute.
Quand on cherche les likes… on oublie que le plus beau moment est celui où on ne bouge pas.
Et si la pleine lune n’était qu’un soupir entre deux respirations ?
Vous aussi, vous avez déjà regardé une ombre… sans appuyer sur “like” ? Commentez avant de scroller !
So you’re telling me… the moon didn’t show up for likes—but it did show up for my soul? 🌙
I shot this not for followers, but for silence.
Three women? Nah—they’re just my ex’s old Polaroid negatives whispering in 3 AM while I sipped matcha.
No ‘iconic’ poses here. Just… stillness.
You ever try posting a photo that doesn’t exist?
Yeah. Me too.
Comments? Bring your own empty frame. We’ll wait.
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