The Mountain and the River

I’ve photographed this mountain so many times before, but never from this exact spot - it was almost like seeing an old friend in a new light. Getting here wasn’t exactly easy. The wind was brutally cold, and the ice was downright sketchy to navigate, not only because it was slippery but because it had huge, deep voids beneath it and one had to be extra cautious not to break through. The river was alive, rushing and freezing all at once, while the mountain just loomed above it, calm and unshakable. I wanted to capture that - how winter can be both harsh and stunning, with the cold biting at you but also showing you something so beautiful it’s hard to look away.