I grew up in a very small town up in the north.
I had a childhood full of fantasy, and played in the woods that surrounded our house for days on end.

I imagined every tree was a spirit, and that the woods would talk to each other, but they talked in a language unknown to mankind.

I played at a little wooden church, close to home. The church was built by Vikings, according to old folk tales.

Folk tales and fairytales were not just stories that were made up, there had to be more to them.

Since then I have always been on a quest to find to most distant, and forgotten places, locked between the most majestic mountains.

Project with my dear photographer friend, Mirjan Rooze