
Blizzard
He hides the sight, he grasps, he pierces the skin with pain. The blizzard is a fierce face of nature. When you are in the middle of a field alone with this natural strength, you feel a certain freedom. What a privilege to witness this magnificent scene where all the horses gathered together, united under the violent northerly wind of February.

it was all about focus.
When we have several moving subjects, if the focus is not placed in the right place, our eye immediately detects what is wrong and the harmony becomes chaos. In this specific case, I needed the eye of the center horse in perfect focus for a successful composition. It’s never easy with the short depths of fields that make my signature.

