Winter Story

by Igor Zenin · 2018

A frost-laden forest grows straight out of the pages of an open book, snow-heavy branches spilling off the paper edges into a pink dusk sky. The book itself sits weathered and worn, as if it's been carrying this particular winter inside it for a very long time. Nothing marks where the page ends and the real world begins — the story and the season have simply become the same thing. Winter Story treats a landscape as something you could close the cover on, if you ever wanted the cold to stop.