Being in the North of Spain, it’s as if the mountains never end. An infinite landscape, monumental not in its peaks but quantity. We walked for hours, passing through rocky pathways and leafy forests, hiding from the sun. Time forced us to observe, uncovering hidden details we would have never seen without. We climbed above the clouds without noticing. The fog became our companion. It made us blind and surprised when suddenly disappearing, revealing the long road we had trekked. On the top, not even sunset arrived. It hid under a sea of white, painting colours we couldn’t easily forget.
Photography and words. Tiago Almança Pellicer