Big, vast, dreamy landscapes, I find them so fascinating. Countryside was a big part of growing up, peaceful, quiet.
Concrete New York, London, Dubai, all these places looked so desirable from the quiet spacious land of nothing – long vast spaces, a soft warm pillow for the eyes always looking further.
I’m under the sad impression the land of silence is getting harder and harder to find. Quiet and slowly forgotten, turning into some kind of elusive obsession. Gradually destroyed: we’re all so busy now, pulsating in the veins of our cities, our big towns, making them go quicker and quicker, greyer and greyer.
My fantasy about the landscape becomes a dream. But oh, how beautiful.
The photos are a part of a long term ongoing project.