Out of Time
There are moments when you think you are not in the right place in time and space. There are moments in which you know you are not, and you feel fine. There are moments where your gaze stops onto someone who lives in this present only for a coincidence.
I saw this woman walking in the streets of Woking, with her book in her hand and I saw the time stopped at the 1950. Around her people was running here and there, someone noticing her, someone else passing her without a single sight. I stopped this moment because it was worth everything.
In post production I wanted a strong photo, I wanted Black Or White, I wanted a strong vignette, I wanted her figure, out of time, to jump in your eyes.

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