No one’s watching. And maybe that’s the point.
We keep waiting for someone to save us —
forgetting we already know how to swim.
We keep trying to control the tide —
until we drown in our own waves.Here, calm isn’t peace. It’s sarcasm.
A reminder that no one’s coming to organize your storm.So breathe.
Float.
Handle your own chaos.The water’s cold, but free.
Inspired by a real place where I love working, those tow lifeguard chair,
facing each other can be a representation of a calm place,
where, after a hudge duty, some superhero deserve some nice one-to-one talk,
just for them to breath again after so much time looking at the water.
Behind the charm —
THE PIXELS.
Just a few viewport renders, for the nosy professionals.
And …
For the ones who flirt with love
the way they flirt with danger…
