Frozen Leaves by Rainer Mirau
No precipitation and cold temperatures for weeks are perfect conditions for shooting interesting ice formations. My intention was to shoot a mountain scenery in the first light, but it turned out be impossible because of bad weather. No problem,…
The Weight of Stone
The air in a place of deep silence has a specific texture; it feels like cold wool pressed against the back of the throat. I remember walking through a narrow alleyway where the walls were so close they seemed to breathe, damp and smelling…
The Breath of Ancient Cold
The air in the high mountains tastes of nothing—a sharp, metallic clarity that stings the back of the throat like crushed mint. It is a dry, biting cold that settles deep into the marrow, making the bones feel brittle and heavy, as if they…