In the heart of Dorset, where the light is filtered through a roof of leaves and the air is permeated with the scent of earth and leaves, lies the mysterious New Forest. It is a place where time seems to slow down, where paths disappear among ferns and the whispers of ancient trees carry stories no one ever fully understands.
Among these living monuments - oaks, beeches and hollies that have taken root in this soil for hundreds of years - stands a special giant: the Elephant Tree. Not an official name, but a nickname passed down from mouth to mouth among hikers, nature lovers and foresters. Anyone who sees her will understand immediately. The gnarled trunk, broad and powerful, resembles the forehead and trunk of an elephant - as if the tree itself stopped halfway through its transformation into an animal, frozen in a fairy tale made of wood.
Around her, fallen leaves lie like old parchment, and moss curls around her bark like a soft cloak. The Elephant Tree is more than a tree. She is a symbol of the ancient life that still grows gently on here. A keeper of secrets. A witness of seasons, storms, and quiet summers. Those who find her never forget her.
Specializing in landscape and travel photography, his photographic portfolio tries to convey his love of the natural world. Focusing on capturing moments of magic light and transferring this on print, his images reflects a combination of patience, perseverance and dedication to capture the images in ways that show.. Read more…