There is something about the smoke that seems so peaceful, like it has all the time in the world. It curls up into the air and disappears into the sky, taking the stories of the people with it. The smoke is a part of the land, and the land is a part of the people. It's a cycle that has been going on for centuries, and will continue to go on for centuries more.
Photographer: Rizacan Kumas, 2022
Each sunrise starts a new story. Every story has its own emotions, its light that needs to be captured. I traveled to Mongolia to capture those stories that were left for me by my ancestors. To find myself I went far north, above the mountains, below the clouds. Finding the people that living with their heritages. Finding places that accept them and nurture them. I captured the relationship between people and land, but in each photograph I take, the line is blurred. I started to see them as one. There was no line between them, there were only stories, the stories that needs to be told. This time I will be telling those stories, and this is my Mongolia.
#17 The Wisdom of Smoke
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#17 The Wisdom of Smoke
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There is something about the smoke that seems so peaceful, like it has all the time in the world. It curls up into the air and disappears into the sky, taking the stories of the people with it. The smoke is a part of the land, and the land is a part of the people. It's a cycle that has been going on for centuries, and will continue to go on for centuries more.
Photographer: Rizacan Kumas, 2022
Each sunrise starts a new story. Every story has its own emotions, its light that needs to be captured. I traveled to Mongolia to capture those stories that were left for me by my ancestors. To find myself I went far north, above the mountains, below the clouds. Finding the people that living with their heritages. Finding places that accept them and nurture them. I captured the relationship between people and land, but in each photograph I take, the line is blurred. I started to see them as one. There was no line between them, there were only stories, the stories that needs to be told. This time I will be telling those stories, and this is my Mongolia.