The wolves aren’t visible in this frame, but we heard their howls. Elk don’t linger long on open ground—especially not with calves.
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A powerful owl cuts through the light in total silence, eyes fixed on its goal.
Captured mid-flight, this moment blends motion, tension, and grace – frozen in monochrome.
Part of my fine art series "Dramanimalier – Emotion. Silence. Power."
Un hibou fend la lumière dans un silence absolu, le regard vissé sur sa cible.
Saisi en plein vol, cet instant mêle tension, grâce et mouvement – figé dans un noir et blanc intense.
Fait partie de ma série fine art « Dramanimalier – Émotion. Silence. Puissance. »
Deep within the shadows of the cave, where light barely licks the stone floor, a quiet struggle unfolds. A young macaque squirms, defiant and wide-eyed, limbs flailing with the energy of youth. But the mother's grip is firm—not harsh, but unyielding. Her eyes, half in shadow, speak not of anger, but of ancient patience.
She has seen these tantrums before.
The cave, cool and echoing with the whispers of time, has been their refuge—a place of safety, but also of learning. Here, away from the blinding light and chaos of the forest, she teaches her child the rules of survival. Respect. Caution. Restraint.
He challenges her, of course. That is his role—to test the boundaries so he might one day draw his own. But she, in turn, fulfills hers. Not with words, but with presence. With firmness. With love that wears the face of discipline.
And so, in this quiet chamber of stone and shadow, a lesson is passed down—not loudly, not cruelly, but through the steady, unwavering hands of a mother who knows the wild world will demand far more than she ever will.
To all mothers—whether in homes or in the heart of the wild—Happy Mother’s Day.
Deep inside a quiet cave, far from the noise of the world, a baby monkey curled up in his mother’s arms. Shadows danced on the rocky walls, and cool air whispered through the stones.
The baby was scared. A sound echoed — soft footsteps, a light click — something unfamiliar. He buried his face into his mother’s fur.
But she held him close.
Strong. Still. Watching.
Her eyes stayed calm, even in the darkness. She knew this cave. She knew how to listen. And she knew, more than anything, how to protect her little one.
In that moment, the baby felt it too — the safety, the warmth, and the promise:
“No matter what comes… you’re safe with me.”
Captured in a fleeting moment of pure stillness, this pelican's gaze seems to pierce through time itself. A silent monarch of the waters, sculpted by light and shadow.
Black and white wildlife photography focused on texture, emotion, and presence.
Shot with a long focal length to isolate the subject against a naturally dark background, creating a dramatic and timeless portrait.
(© 2Nphoto)
A face-to-face encounter with raw elegance.
This pelican glides forward in silence, wings wide open, perfectly mirrored in the still water.
Its direct gaze evokes dominance and serenity, as if guarding the boundary between our world and its own reflection.
Shot in natural light and treated with restraint, this image embodies the Dramanimalier spirit — where emotion, silence, and presence converge.
This digital photo manipulation transforms a Florida Bush Lizard into a striking, fresco-like composition. The textured overlay gives it an aged, painterly feel, blending realism with artistic abstraction. Contrasting wall tones naturally frame the subject, enhancing its presence and inviting viewers to see nature as art.
In the heart of Sri Lanka’s wild Udawalawe National Park, a massive bull elephant in musth walked straight toward our safari jeep. His presence was unmistakable—towering, powerful, and fueled by a surge of testosterone that marks this intense period of heightened aggression and dominance in male elephants.
Captured in black and white, this image freezes that electrifying moment when the boundary between observer and wild nature feels razor-thin. We held our ground for a respectful moment, knowing when to stay still and when to slowly back up.
The tension was real, but so was the awe. This wasn’t just an encounter—it was a raw, unfiltered reminder of nature’s authority and the respect it demands.
Photographed ethically from a safe distance with a telephoto lens.
Black and white treatment emphasizes the drama and timelessness of the moment.
A moment of stillness.
The young white tiger pauses, eyes deep with calm strength, framed by sunlight and shadow.
This portrait is part of my curated series Dramanimalier, a tribute to powerful and expressive animal souls.
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I am not the wind that stirs the trees,
I am not the rain that kisses the earth.
I am not the flame, nor the flowing stream.
I am not motion, nor sound, nor time.
I am the pulse beneath the bark,
The silence held between heartbeats.
I am the eye that sees without wanting,
The skin that holds the sun’s memory.
I am not passing—
I am presence.
I am the stillness of the wild.