Cold implies the presence of a very low temperature when compared to the one of the human body, but when taken metaphorically, it can signify the lack of affection and friendliness or else, a state of hostility.

Shot in cold, continuously hostile settings, this short, outdoor photography series is a manifestation of subliminal prevalence. Starting from our feet, gradually moving to our fingers, core and upper body, cold is numbing our brain, eventually leaving no space for senses or feelings.

Being in an unresponsive, almost comatose state, we follow Poems of Cold, nature’s silent chants, in a dream-like poetry recital which you can neither applause nor hoot: you can only accept it.