In the quiet heart of Fanal stand a group of ancient laurel trees, shrouded in a veil of mist and time. Their sinuous silhouettes rise from the soft, misty landscape like sentinels from a forgotten world. Without colour, captured in black and white, the scene takes on a hushed, almost sacred simplicity - each line, each branch, a brushstroke of nature itself.
The minimalist look of the scene emphasises form and stillness: the bent trunks, the twisted branches like petrified gestures in an eternal dance. No sound, no movement, just the rhythm of the mist slowly breathing around them. Here, time seems to slow down, as if the trees are whispering in a language that only silence understands.
Specializing in landscape and travel photography, his photographic portfolio tries to convey his love of the natural world. Focusing on capturing moments of magic light and transferring this on print, his images reflects a combination of patience, perseverance and dedication to capture the images in ways that show.. Read more…