Enonkoski, a winter tale

For the Finns, nature - mainly forests and lakes - is a national heritage. Thanks to global warming, the snow has turned into a damp, permanent fog. The temperature, which in November averages around -20°C, hovered around 0°C. The very rare light at this time of year, when the sun leaves the horizon as early as 2pm, lent a strangeness to these expanses that I tried to capture. Surrounded by elk, bears and silent, invisible wolves whose tracks I crossed, I rediscovered the fear of the first Finns who believed in a forest god/demon who could change shape and appearance and steal your soul. This project could be called "storytelling". It's a practice of ensauvagement at a time of climate disruption and impossible ecological consensus.