Titans of Light and Shadow


The highest summits in the world stand in front of me. It is hard to believe that they are only a consequence of the collision between two tectonic plates. No, deep within me I know it is about something else, about a truth that we cannot grasp and try to justify with arrogance; because the only certitude is that everything, absolutely everything about these mountains defy imagination. And from this imagination was born the fascination that pushed me into this adventure between the disproportionate peaks of the Himalayas, the ancestral homes of the gods.

But beyond greatness, I have also been struck by the ubiquitous contrasts. Dark rocks, almost black, dusted by an immaculate white snow; thick forests, sprinkling with life, subtly shedding their skin to become barren wastelands; colossal mountains, invulnerable in appearance, being slowly worn down by ice and winds in a relentless cycle. Standing on guard, I have contemplated the battle fought between these titans of light and shadow, a struggle marked by the sound of avalanches of rock and snow, and so I became aware of the impermanence of the world.

Gods themselves die
And in this slow decay
From their sweat create life.


Triangular shapes of rock on mountain


Eroded mountains at Thorong-Phedi high camp


White glacier over dark soil


Glaciers over Tilicho lake


Eroded layers of rocks, sand and snow


Sunrise on snow covered Langtang Lirung


Textures of a snowy Himalayan summit


Layers of light at the top of Thorong-La Pass


Reflecting pond on snow covered mountain


Snow covered dark sand textures


Cloud Message


Water textures from a melting glacier


Waterfall at the bottom of the Himalayas


Jungle in the fog at the feet of the Himalayas


Rolling landscape of deep jungle facing snow-covered Himalayan peak