Where do the spots end and the stillness begin? There is no background here — only white space, as if the world fell away to leave just the curve of a shoulder and a constellation of spots. The cheetah feels larger this way, as though he carries the entire frame. I love when an image holds its breath like this — when there’s nothing left but form, light, and the animal’s quiet watch. 𝗙𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝗴𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗜𝗖𝗢𝗡, 𝗺𝘆 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸 — 𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝗹𝗱, 𝗽𝗼𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝗷𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗱. deannadeshea.com © #DeannaDeShea