Chubby Characters. Metro

Sometimes I think of a train as a symbol of time — rushing past at a frightening speed, brushing those who stand outside it with a passing breeze.
The old woman in the metro, with people and trains speeding by, seems to live outside all that noise. She sits on the bench and, at the same time, inhabits a beautiful world of books — her own quiet universe, unlike anything around her.
I wanted to capture that very moment of stillness — fragile, rare, deeply human.
When everything rushes around you, yet inside a small personal universe suddenly opens up, where you can simply breathe, read, and be yourself.
And let the trains keep racing on — this moment will remain on paper forever.