Autumn Dance in the Rain, Umbrella Girl Silhouette

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Available Sizes (single print):
• A3 + A4 zipped bundle
• 20 × 25 cm
• 27 × 35 cm
• 30 × 40 cm

In the hush of a rain-soaked autumn afternoon, a lone girl pirouettes beneath an umbrella that defies gravity itself. No fingers clasp its handle; it simply hovers, suspended by unseen threads of memory or longing, casting a perfect circle of shadow over her silhouette. The canopy tilts with her every spin, as if dancing to a rhythm only she can hear, while silver rain needles stitch the air around her.
Beneath her feet, maple leaves lie scattered like torn pages from a love letter never sent—crimson, amber, violet—each one bruised and glistening, drinking the downpour. They swirl in quiet eddies whenever her heel brushes the ground, rising briefly before surrendering again to the wet pavement. The world beyond is blurred into soft blues and grays, a watercolor backdrop that makes her black outline sharper, more fragile, more alive.
There is no one to hold the umbrella for her. No hand to steady it when the wind tugs. No voice to call her in from the storm. And yet she moves—arms flung wide, skirt flaring, hair streaming like ink in water—as though the absence itself is her partner. The floating shield is both relic and promise: a thing once offered, now forgotten, still faithfully following. It guards her from nothing but the idea of being guarded.
In this single, suspended moment, she is every soul who has ever carried protection meant for two, alone. The rain does not weigh her down; it baptises her. The leaves do not mourn; they celebrate her footfalls. And the umbrella—weightless, rootless, hers and not hers—keeps spinning above her like a dark halo, proof that some things stay not because they are held, but because they refuse to fall.