When walking the Camino de Santiago, like many others, I sought to discover a distance from myself and from the cultural world. I imagined the gesture of walking hundreds of kilometres by foot as a primal way to rediscover my relationship with the natural world. On the way, however, I noticed ever more clearly how much human culture has inscribed itself into even the most remote landscapes. What initially increasingly disturbed me as pollution, I started to aesthetically reinterpret after a while – and began to study the absurd beauty that arises in the connection between the human and nature.
Shot in 2018
Spain
When walking the Camino de Santiago, like many others, I sought to discover a distance from myself and from the cultural world. I imagined the gesture of walking hundreds of kilometres by foot as a primal way to rediscover my relationship with the natural world. On the way, however, I noticed ever more clearly how much human culture has inscribed itself into even the most remote landscapes. What initially increasingly disturbed me as pollution, I started to aesthetically reinterpret after a while – and began to study the absurd beauty that arises in the connection between the human and nature.
Shot in 2018
Spain