Open editions only: The Forest That Remembers

Beneath a blue sky—almost submarine in hue—bare trunks rise like ancient hands still reaching for the light. The sand, strewn with branches, seems to hold the remnants of a landscape vanquished by time. Each patch of bark traces a wound; each root, a memory. Devoid of leaves or shade, this forest does not die; it endures, transformed into a testament. Cool tones envelop the scene in profound silence, where nature reveals its fragility and its strange beauty.