In the heart of the Oberland Bernese, three tutelary figures watch over the valleys: the Eiger, the Mönch and the Jungfrau . Together, they form a grandiose triptych. Each has its own legend, its own line, its own character. But it is the union of their silhouettes, standing side by side, that here composes a masterful work. On the left, the Eiger. The Ogre. Black, abrupt, disturbing. It rises in the shadows like a wild titan, known for its vertical north face. In the center, the Mönch. The Monk. Calm, massive, meditative. It embodies balance, quiet strength. Its regular flanks capture the light. Finally, on the right, the Jungfrau The Young Girl. Slender, luminous, almost ethereal. She looks into the distance, crowned with light, as if floating. In this composition, she is the touch of softness, the echo of a fragile poetry in a mineral world.

This panorama was taken in winter when the first rays of the sun made the frozen faces sparkle. The cold bit the skin, but the beauty of the moment suspended all thought. I stepped aside before them—before this Alpine trinity, both formidable and sublime. Winter has this virtue: it reduces details to the essential. The light emphasizes the lines, the shadows hollow out the volumes. The Eiger, the Mönch and the Jungfrau tell the story of the Alps. A story of power, silence and light.