In this Arctic scene, where silence reigns supreme, icebergs stand like a silent armada, sailing on a sea of icy oil.
Their bluish masses seem to float, ghostly, like a procession of abandoned ships in search of rest. In the background, thick mist descends from the heavens, falls heavily and tears at the jagged black cliffs.
These mysterious ramparts, eroded and intrepid, stand like ancestral guardians, marking the edge of the unknown.
In this alliance of rock and ice, the landscape reveals a fragile balance between strength and solitude, in an impassive embrace where each element seems to whisper its secret to the polar infinity.
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Reproductions, Impressions sur toile, Impression sur métal