It’s a finite world. We have not only reached all of its corners, but also have the power to access them with ease. So hordes of us meet nature in the most remote locations and make it object of our consumption. No more virgin spaces, no place to stay with oneself or hide, no immensity anymore.


Photography, through its fragmentary character, can still show pristine and endless landscapes. But it’s all just a trick, a deception



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