Mountain Man
In the quiet of the night a man etched into the stone ponders his place in the world. Face blunted by the wind he is still at home watching over the forest so all that wander might be safe through to the morning.
I find nature to be truly worth observing. In this way I relate to the mountain man. Myself etched into reality as a wanderlust observer of creation hoping only to share moments of beauty as they fade into memory.
1st in their Group in the Semifinal Round
1st in their Group in the Quarterfinal Round
3rd in their Group in Round One
