psychopomp
The ice and snow form a beautiful desolation, the pristine blank canvas gives way to hues of deep cerulean blue. The ebb and flow of the pack ice reminding us that nothing is permanent, and everything may change just as easily as the wind shifting direction. Rendering the space between two people, capturing gestalt with colors found in the descriptions of the ice, forever freezing a moment of fellow explorers onto a canvas.
HAUNT.
If you have questions or would like to bring me into to some of your work, definitely reach out.