Here's a portrait of the king of the Alps. The Matterhorn rises 4478 metres above Zermatt like an arrow into infinity. From the heights of Gornergrat, I captured the moment when this titan of the Valais Alps tears itself away from the embrace of the mists. Freshly adorned in its winter garb, it emerges like a luminous spectre, stabbing the sky with its perfect silhouette. It's no longer a mountain I'm contemplating, but the king of the Alps.

Nature, in her generosity, has offered me this moment of apotheosis: the encounter between immaculate snow and raw rock, between the eternal and the ephemeral. The edges of the colossus cut into the dark sky. Light caresses the face, revealing every detail of its texture, every scar of its age-old history, while mist envelops the Matterhorn's roots in impenetrable mystery.

In this work, black and white transcends simple representation to reach an almost mystical dimension. The striking contrasts between light and shadow create a visual drama in which the Matterhorn becomes the protagonist of a cosmic narrative. The fresh snow, deposited by the recent storm, accentuates the mountain's relief, underlines its structure, and magnifies its natural elegance.

This portrait of the Matterhorn is the culmination of years of patient research. I waited for that precise moment when the elements would align to reveal the essence of this mythical summit . Alone in front of this apparition, I felt the sacred communion that unites the photographer and his subject. The mountain revealed itself to me in its fleeting vulnerability, between two winds, between two clouds, offering the face I so love to contemplate.