This is a magical place in the Ardennes, a place where you only hear the wind and the cracking of the old frozen and mutilated trees. These coarse pines were planted in 1850, but the successive fires from 1950 onwards transformed them into dead skeleton trees, capricious remains that fit perfectly into the last piece of wilderness we can find in our regions.
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…