DARK CLOUDS The clouds are ahead of the night and the sun seems to wander over the horizon. WHITE BEAUTY And I would climb this icy moutains, talk to her about these marvelous solitudes. FROZEN RIVER At the beginning of December, the cold was sharp and biting. Ahead of me, the lonely mountains, the yellow grass rippling in the wind... and the petrified river , as if time had stopped. Happiness DARK CLOUDS The clouds are ahead of the night and the sun seems to wander over the horizon. DARK CLOUDS The clouds are ahead of the night and the sun seems to wander over the horizon. CONTACT INTRO PORTFOLIO ABOUT ME CONTACT