It is in the beginning of July, but in the remote mountains of Norway there is snow everywhere.
The mountain sketcher’s biggest problem is the wind, which turns the sketching into a rather cold experience.
This gigantic combination of stone and snow reminds me of the architectural relics of a prehistoric civilization…
…but when I look on the same mountain from below it seems to be more similar to a ghost.
Here it was a forest about fifty years ago…
…but now the remaining twigs and roots look like the bones of a dinosaur, and the mountains are like a cubistic transformation of a skull.
Silence and loneliness
… – only my crazy feet, which have brought me to this place remind me that I am still a homo sapiens.