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winter hoar

Product Description
52 x 64 cm, silvergelatin print,
Moersch Special Edition Developer SE#6 / toned / waxed.

Between Espingo and Portillon, a barren landscape with rocks, some clouds, light, and clouds as the only elements to shape it. Walking through it, you gradually lose all sense of dimensions. There is no place for man here, we attend a party but were not invited. We can visit but not stay. The title of the photograph, I found in the poem 'A Lament' by Percy Bysshe Shelley. "...Fresh spring, and summer, and winter hoar, Move my faint heart with grief, but with delight..."

Sku: Edition 1+1 AP
Unframed
€850.00
Maximum quantity available reached.