The images from Endangered make me feel as though I’m witnessing a moment suspended between serenity and unease. Human bodies, naked and glowing, rise and fall in the water, reaching out as if grasping for air, salvation, or something more abstract — a sense of belonging, perhaps. The underwater light fractures their forms, blurring the line between the individual and the collective, between the human and the elemental. There’s something quietly unsettling in that blend of freedom and vulnerability — a kind of dance poised between life and loss. It strikes me deeply, a visceral reminder of how fragile we are, both as bodies and as a species.
the energy of this one, frantic yet patient, vibrant yet muddy, that feeling of time swallowing you whole while the rest of the world blurs on by… mystifying!!
Creating a moodboard, then collaging fragments, helps weave a final narrative — one that reveals the essence behind the image.
In this case, the body lying beneath it all isn’t dead. It’s being protected by its spiritual guardians.
