It began quietly, without a plan.
A few weeks ago, I was invited to contribute to a winter chapter of an ongoing photographic study led by M.K. — a photographer well known for capturing the subtle tension between movement and silence. His work often explores how landscapes and people interact when everything unnecessary falls away.
He didn’t want a studio, or artificial light, or a precise script.
Just a northern landscape, a few hours of daylight, and the freedom to work instinctively.
We moved between two environments:
a narrow path inside the forest, where the snow muted every sound, and a small village nearby, where the light from the windows softened the cold and turned the streets into quiet frames.
Some images were taken while walking.
Others appeared before I even realized the shutter had closed.
That’s part of M.K.’s approach: allowing atmosphere to decide the moment, rather than controlling it.
This series will become part of a broader exhibition project exploring stillness in motion — portraits shaped not by pose, but by presence.
Different locations, different seasons, different expressions of silence.
Mine is simply one fragment of the winter chapter.
No explanations.
No narrative.
Just a few moments suspended in snow — a brief study in stillness that doesn’t need to be more than it is.
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