Ski Resorts
200 W × 150 H × 5 D cm

In this work, I wanted to explore the silence that exists within a crowd. A ski resort is typically a place of high energy and noise, but in the twilight, it transforms into something ghostly and vast. I am fascinated by the 'in-between' spaces—the moment when the day's recreation ends and the mountain begins to reclaim its stillness.

I painted the slopes with a rhythmic, almost topographical stroke to emphasize the weight of the land, while the figures are treated as mere echoes. They are grouped yet isolated, moving through a landscape that feels infinite and indifferent to them. The palette of dusty pinks and deep umbers was chosen to capture that specific cold light that makes everything feel slightly unreal. For me, this painting isn't just about winter sports; it's about the human desire to carve a path through the wild, and the beautiful, haunting realization of how small those paths really are. I want the viewer to feel the chill of the air and the immense, heavy quiet of the falling light.