Only You Are Close, When Everything Is Far Away

Naked bodies, silent landscapes, and the nearness of longing.

In the spring of 2020, when the world retreated indoors, I returned—emotionally—to the places I had once photographed in silence. These portraits of nude bodies in nature are not about isolation, but presence. They speak of how the human form can belong to nature without conquering it. Every figure here is both alone and deeply connected—to earth, to water, to memory. The images are soft elegies, taken across different years, but bound by a single feeling: the need to touch something real when everything feels distant.

Nature does not speak in words, and neither do I. These are not pandemic photos, but a reminder of what still pulses beneath our longing. A quiet closeness. A human in the wild, not as a visitor—but as part of the soil, the breeze, the dusk.