The Alps are a treasure trove of little-known gems. And when we do come across them, we are captivated by their magnetism. No matter how high they rise or where they glow, they take our souls to new horizons. I devote my art to immortalizing the fiery splendor of these fabulous peaks. Attentive to the breath of the mountains and the movements of time, I watch for summits. Until they reveal their magnificence.

At bernese alps, Altels suddenly emerges from the shadows at 3630 metres, the vibrant incarnation of the most beautiful summit in the world. As day follows storm, as the clouds part, dawn reveals the sparkling summit. From its dark roots, its imposing cornice soars skyward to become a torch. Like the radiance Powerful of a queen mountain, like the nascent melody of a fabulous nature. Like the sublime hymn of an eternal kingdom.

Contemplating the majestic Altels in this way, our gaze travels to the heart of another world. The beauty of its frosted ridges, its wind-sculpted cornice, its bleached rock of a thousand wonders. Its vertiginous face adorned with the shimmering drapery of a thousand-year-old sovereign. The prestige of a work that, beyond the icy rock, highlights the essence of the mountains and the grandeur of the Alps.