Special Moments Appear by Stefan Thallner
I remember the day of taking the picture very well. The dog was begging for going for a walk though the weather was pretty uninviting to go outside. Despite the bad weather I decided to take my camera with me. On our way up the hill to the Sonntagberg…
The Weight of the Gaze
In the quiet corners of a library, one might find an old map where the cartographer has marked the edges of the known world with the phrase, 'Here be dragons.' It was a confession of limitation, an admission that beyond the reach of the familiar,…
The Weight of the Harvest
In the quiet logic of the earth, there is a season for gathering. We spend the better part of our lives scattering—seeds, words, intentions—tossing them into the wind and hoping for a patch of fertile ground. But there comes a time when…