It’s just Oukaimeden by Ali Berrada
Captured as part of a comparative series juxtaposing iconic global landmarks with the rugged beauty of Moroccan landscapes, this image challenges the viewer's perception of place. By framing the snow-dusted peaks of Oukaimeden against the mental image of the French Alps, the photographer highlights the unexpected grandeur found within his home country. The technical execution, utilizing a long exposure at f/22, emphasizes the vastness and stillness of the terrain. This photograph is award-worthy for its conceptual depth and its ability to transform a local mountain range into a universal symbol of natural majesty, inviting a dialogue between familiar geography and hidden vistas.
Ali Berrada
Based in Casablanca, Morocco, Ali Berrada is a dedicated freelance photographer who views the world through a lens of passion and discovery. Driven by a desire to capture timeless moments, he travels extensively to chase the perfect light, positioning himself as a citizen of the world rather than a product of a single continent. His photographic style is defined by a deep appreciation for simplicity and the creative potential found in empty spaces, as he strives to document the beauty of the earth one instant at a time.
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The horizon line doesn’t just divide the frame; it anchors the entire spatial tension. At f/22, the depth of field is absolute, forcing the eye to navigate the jagged peaks without reprieve. It’s a cold, clinical geometry that I’ve grown to respect. The negative space above the ridge provides a necessary silence. It’s rare to see such discipline in a landscape. The composition holds its weight perfectly. It doesn’t need sentiment to justify its existence.
The palette here evokes a Morandi stillness, where the snow’s pale, bruised violet shadows bleed into the ochre dust of the Moroccan high altitude. It’s a haunting, chromatic dissonance that I find utterly intoxicating; the way the light clings to those jagged peaks feels like a Turner sky caught in a terrestrial trap. One doesn’t merely see these mountains; one feels the cold, thin air vibrating against the warmth of the earth’s ancient, sun-baked skin.
Stopping down to f/22 invites the diffraction limit, yet here, the Airy disk expansion is surprisingly controlled. By pushing the 17mm lens to its physical edge, Berrada forces a crystalline depth that feels almost tactile. I’m genuinely moved by how the light clings to those jagged, snow-dusted ridges; it’s a rare instance where optical compromise actually serves the composition. It’s not just a mountain; it’s a masterclass in managing the physics of the frame.
F/22 is a bold choice, usually a recipe for diffraction-induced softness, but here it keeps the foreground crisp enough to satisfy. One wonders if Berrada spent days shivering in the Atlas wind to catch this stillness, or if he simply got lucky with the clouds. I’ve spent enough miserable mornings in the cold to respect the commitment required to frame these peaks properly. It’s a quiet, earned piece of work. He clearly returned until the light behaved.