Legend has it that, in winter when the snow is deep and impassable, the dragons come to rest at the top of Mount Pilatus at Klimsenhorn Chapel. This moody sky and quiet beauty of the snowy alpine ridge make that legend seem very possible.
A cold light eases over Mount Pilatus, the sky shifting from ink to a rich gold as the first sun breaks over the peak. A solitary church crowns the ridge, its silhouette and delicate cross cutting a stark, precise line against the glowing horizon. The scene is hushed, both austere and intimate. The mood is contemplative in a place where human presence is small but resolute beneath the wide, indifferent dawn.
This posting is for unframed prints only. Prints have a 1 inch bleed to ensure none of the image is covered by frame if not using matting. If you prefer no white edge (image to the edge of the paper), please specify that request.
Legend has it that, in winter when the snow is deep and impassable, the dragons come to rest at the top of Mount Pilatus at Klimsenhorn Chapel. This moody sky and quiet beauty of the snowy alpine ridge make that legend seem very possible.
A cold light eases over Mount Pilatus, the sky shifting from ink to a rich gold as the first sun breaks over the peak. A solitary church crowns the ridge, its silhouette and delicate cross cutting a stark, precise line against the glowing horizon. The scene is hushed, both austere and intimate. The mood is contemplative in a place where human presence is small but resolute beneath the wide, indifferent dawn.
This posting is for unframed prints only. Prints have a 1 inch bleed to ensure none of the image is covered by frame if not using matting. If you prefer no white edge (image to the edge of the paper), please specify that request.
