In the winter hills of Palouse, snow erases detail and leaves only essential forms: a lone tree, dark branches, buried shrubs, and the thin lines of human passage. This series explores silence, survival, and the fragile geometry of a landscape reduced to white space. What remains is not emptiness, but a quiet record of time, weather, and endurance.
1. Lone Tree
2. Power Lines
3. Dark Trees
4. Shrubs in Snow