









“Walking through Owl Canyon felt like stepping into a watercolor. Time slowed down. Everything was light and shadow.”







This road trip across Western America was one of my longest journeys : over 4,500 km from Yosemite to Antelope Canyon, through some of the most iconic parks in the United States. I travelled with my camera, driven by light, silence and the beauty of open space.
I started at Yosemite National Park, before sunrise. A light fog followed me into the forest, creating soft shapes and golden light. Later I learned it came from a nearby wildfire. It gave the landscape a quiet, moody atmosphere I didn’t expect, but I embraced it.
From the heat of Death Valley to the soft curves of Bryce Canyon, each place felt like a new painting. At Zabriskie Point, I stood alone in the midday sun, surrounded by colors that changed with every step. In Grand Staircase-Escalante, I found a twisted tree under a stormy sky. I wasn’t planning to stop there, but nature told me otherwise.
Monument Valley was one of the strongest memories. I arrived just in time for sunset. The last light turned the sandstone into fire, and I created a panorama that still brings me back to that moment.
The quietest magic happened underground, in the slot canyons of Arizona — Antelope, Rattlesnake, and Owl Canyon. The orange and purple rock seemed to move with the light. For a moment, it didn’t feel real. Just silence, shapes, and the soft click of my camera.
I remember Owl Canyon especially.
It was calm, almost sacred. The light filtered gently across the rock, like a soft brush on paper.
This series doesn’t show every step of the journey, but it holds the places that moved me most. Spaces where I could breathe, walk slowly, and listen to the silence of the desert.