Nature without a soul

I never cease to love nature and it seems to me that this love only grows stronger, but… people… there were an awful lot of them here. There is probably nothing left of the wild nature here and the urban spirit is too pronounced here. For me, it is like an implant in the human body – an artificial environment… without a soul.

For some reason I wanted to compare these emotions with paintings and photography. I feel the same when visiting exhibitions with photography... - there is no soul... just a perspective and a moment. With paintings it is completely different... here I can look into the details for several dozen minutes, as if watching a waterfall in the wild.

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