Metamorphosis of Light: Twilight - Limited Edition Photograph

Some transformations are so subtle, they’re only visible to those who stay long enough to see them.

At the base of Dune 45 in Sossusvlei, this solitary tree has stood for decades - unchanging in form, yet constantly reshaped by the dance of light and time. Over the course of a single day, Adam photographed it more than a hundred times, patiently waiting as the Namibian desert revealed its many faces.

The result is a study in stillness and change.

• Sunrise bathes the scene in soft, cool shadow - earthy and muted, like the hush before the world fully wakes.

• Sunset ignites the dune behind it in bold, golden orange - the warmth of a day in full bloom.

• Twilight casts an ethereal red glow across the backdrop - a final flare before night returns.

Each photograph was shot on film, with no digital manipulation. The striking colour shifts are entirely natural caused by the angle of the sun as it moves across the sky, reflecting off the massive dune behind the tree. What seems like three different worlds is, in truth, one place observed with presence.

Together, these images form a quiet meditation on time, patience, and the beauty of noticing. A reminder that extraordinary change is often happening right in front of us but only if we slow down enough to witness it.

Metamorphosis of Light is available as a powerful series or as standalone pieces, each carrying its own mood and story. But together, they speak of something deeper - a truth that evolves with every hour, and every gaze.

Metamorphosis of Light: Twilight

Some endings arrive like whispers.

In the soft, surreal glow that follows the sun’s final bow, Twilight takes on an almost dreamlike quality. The dune behind the tree flushes crimson, as if the landscape itself is exhaling one last breath of colour before night falls.

There’s something haunting here - something sacred. A feeling of being suspended between two worlds.

Twilight is a portrait of the in-between - a reminder that beauty doesn’t end with brightness. It lingers, quietly, in the afterglow.