Night and White
It's a nocturnal word, in winter, with snow and trees. Watching the snow fall at night amazes me. The air that envelops us is an integral part of the landscape. That's why this series makes it its common thread by showing the snow blown away by the wind...
About Artist
Carole Reboul
I live in south of France. Oscillating between the macrophotography and the nightscapes, I find the same emotions, which I try to transcribe. Those hours spent gazing at the stars, dreaming in the moonlight, following a butterfly, breathing in a flower, admiring the light through the trees, are a real vital need. This is an essential step to understand that we are only a tiny part of a larger and so fragile whole where everything is linked. I participate in photo exhibitions and I have published books on the night and macro photography.
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