Found in the archives, whilst selecting some postcards for the family collection.
I remember that day well. It was springtime. We were taking the very second walk to a place that meanwhile became one of my few usual places to return to.
I was shooting with a pocket Sony, one of the first digital compacts back then – and also the closest to film I ever got. One of our friends kept asking me things like what setting, what subjects, how framing, like I was an expert or something, and I was trying to escape by taking pictures of the lands.
I guess these tiny silhouettes are the first thought as tiny by comparison to their context – kept as simple as possible. Between those and the initiation of the project itself, some time past. As they say: there’s a time for every seed, I believe these two shots were that seed.