One day, I dreamed of seeing this black and white portrait of the Finsteraarhorn. A Titan of rock on the borders of the Valais and Bern cantons, its lines inspire me and its power fascinates me. This work was born on the slopes of the Fiescherhorn, at summit bernese alps . I was skiing down to the Finsteraarhornhütte when I saw it more beautiful than ever. Viewed from this angle, the mountain was sublime. Enchanted by its grace, I knew immediately that I would return to this very spot to photograph it. Like a visceral need to acclaim the absolute.

A few weeks later, I joined mountain guides Johann Filliez and Antoine Délitroz in the Bernese peaks. The time had come to bring the work to life. We waited for the winds to die down, giving the avalanches time to roll down the bleached mountain slopes. Then, at daybreak, Johann Filliez and Antoine Délitroz set off on skis under the Fieschergrat. In the early morning sunshine, they skied the Walliser Fiescherfirn together. On difficult snow, they pulled off a feat that brought this grandiose, fairytale picture to life. See how tiny these seasoned men are.

See how they glide on the surface of the immensity while the mountain rises unshaken. And as I watch them fly over the ice, I'm reminded of my ascent of the Fiescherhorn. Of that fantastic descent to the Finsteraarhornhütte that I know will be etched in my memory forever. Today, I pass on these intense emotions to you through my art. And beyond the deep, luminous shadows that caress the mountains, I offer you one of my most beautiful portraits of the Finsteraarhorn.