That morning, I went into the forest without a particular subject in mind. I wanted to look for light. The sun was still low, sending its first rays between the trees. Little patches of brightness appeared everywhere. Some vanished after only a few seconds. Others moved slowly across the forest floor, over moss, bark, and branches.
\nOver the course of the trip, I made several photographs.<\/p>\n
Small fragments. Brief encounters between light and darkness.<\/p>\n
At the same time, I also made a video<\/a>. Ich wollte nicht nur die fertigen Bilder zeigen, sondern auch den Weg dorthin. Die Suche. Das Beobachten. Die Entscheidungen vor dem Ausl\u00f6sen<\/a>. Denn genau dort beginnt f\u00fcr mich die eigentliche Fotografie.<\/p>\n This photograph belongs to one of those moments. It was not about adding something. It was about allowing things to disappear.<\/p>\n I made this photograph with a 100 mm lens. That focal length gives me enough distance from the subject while helping me concentrate the composition. The decisive choice, however, was the exposure. That is what fascinates me about Fine Art photography.<\/p>\n The world does not grow larger. It becomes smaller, more reduced, more clearly defined. And perhaps that is also why this project does not feel finished to me yet.<\/p>\n That morning was only the beginning. More photographs will follow. More fragments. More encounters with light, shadow and the little things we so easily overlook.<\/p>\n
\nAt first glance, there is not much to see. A tree trunk. A narrow strip of light. Almost nothing but blackness in between.
\nAnyone who had seen the forest that morning would have experienced something very different. It was full of details, colours and shapes. And that was precisely the photographic challenge.<\/p>\n
\nBy deliberately stopping down and choosing the exposure, I could allow large parts of the forest to disappear into darkness. What had still been visible at the scene became space in the photograph. Stillness. Darkness.
\nOnly the elements that mattered to the photograph remained.
\nThe trunk. The strip of light. The tension between the two.<\/p>\n
\nYou do not show everything that was there. You show only what should remain.
\nPerhaps that is why I call them fragments of the forest. Not a complete description of a place, but individual moments that briefly emerged from the darkness.<\/p>\n