In this new work, I immortalized the fleeting moment when the Nadelhorn, the highest summit the Nadelgrat, breaks free from the storm's grip. Through the veil of mist, the silhouette of the Nadelhorn appears, as if trying to take its first breath out of the ocean of clouds. Behind it, the Lenzspitze also emerges, shrouded in the same diffuse light, a discreet witness to the force of the elements bearing down on the Alpine peaks.

That day, the mountain revealed itself little by little, almost reluctantly. The winds, still fierce, lifted the fresh snow, creating strange curls that caught the light and transformed the landscape. Suddenly, a ray of sunlight pierced through the storm, illuminating the slopes of the Nadelhorn and creating the scene you see here. The immaculate whiteness of the slope seemed almost unreal, as if the mountain had been coated with a layer of ivory shining under the caress of a celestial spotlight.

The composition highlights the contrasts created by the storm: on the right, the thick layer of snow sculpted by the gusts evokes the harshness of the conditions, while on the left, the Lenzspitze, partially veiled, infuses the picture with a sense of depth. This cohabitation of the visible and the invisible forms the very heart of the work: the high mountain imposes its rhythm here, and only a brief respite from the turmoil allows our gaze to grasp its majesty. In this evanescent Light, the eye is invited to follow the ridge line, to linger on the tapering edges, to contemplate the delicate texture of the snow as it plays with light and shadow.

I like to capture this suspended moment when nature is still hesitating between chaos and calm. The delicacy of the snow strata, the pattern of the crevasses below, all serve to remind us of the fragility of this high-altitude environment. In an instant, the clouds can close in again, plunging the scene into a uniform mist. It is precisely this tension, this precarious balance, that I seek to convey through my photographs. Black and white accentuates the dramatic atmosphere, focusing our attention on contours and volumes, rather than on the colors faded by the storm.

This intimate face-to-face encounter between lens and mountain gives rise to an emotion that's hard to describe, one of awe and humility. In front of the Nadelhorn and the Lenzspitze, I felt I was witnessing a rare spectacle: that of a summit freed from its cloak of mist, ready to defy the sky for a few moments before plunging back into it. The low-angled light, at once soft and imperious, lends an almost sacred aura to the scene, as if the summit itself were rising in silent prayer to the heights.

Over the years I've spent in the mountains, I've often come to appreciate how the unexpected is the very essence of high altitude. Storms relentlessly shape the snow-covered flanks, redrawing slopes and ledges, reminding us that the mountains are never static. In this work, the Nadelhorn seems rejuvenated, purified by the latest storm, ready to welcome the next breath of wind, which in turn will upset all equilibrium. The Alps, eternally in motion, never cease to surprise and inspire us, leading us on a tireless quest for that magical moment when nature finally reveals its timeless face.