Landscapes I Walked Through
A photographic journal of movement, presence, and becoming.

Some landscapes are seen. Others are walked through — slowly, breath by breath, carrying weight, memory, and silence.

These photographs trace a passage through terrain — where distance humbles, movement exposes, and stillness arrives only after endurance.

“Not all journeys leave footprints. Some leave weather inside us.”

A Passage Through Terrain

The story unfolds as a journey — not toward a destination, but through changing states of awareness.

Chapter I: Distant Witness
Scale & Arrival

Where mountains are first seen — vast, indifferent, unreachable.

Tone: cool, atmospheric, restrained

Chapter II: Crossing
Exposure & Motion

Where the body enters the land, and movement becomes dialogue.

Tone: open, expansive, kinetic

Chapter III: Weight of Stillness
Pause & Endurance

Where mist, cold, and silence collapse distance inward.

Tone: muted, dense, introspective

Chapter IV: Returning Changed
Memory & Continuity

Where paths reappear, and the ordinary carries the extraordinary.

Tone: grounded, quiet, resolved

Image Curation

Snow-lit peaks hover beyond layers of haze present yet unreachable. This image marks the beginning of the journey, where the land is witnessed from afar and humility arrives before movement.
Chapter I

1️⃣ Afterimage

Distance and first recognition

Snow-lit peaks hover beyond layers of haze present yet unreachable. This image marks the beginning of the journey, where the land is witnessed from afar and humility arrives before movement.

Clouds stretch like a moving border above dark ridgelines. The terrain feels paused as if waiting for permission to be entered.
Chapter I

2️⃣ Boundary

Threshold between sky and land

Clouds stretch like a moving border above dark ridgelines. The terrain feels paused as if waiting for permission to be entered.

Layered ranges dissolve into the horizon. A shelter clings to the land, reminding us that even permanence here is temporary.
Chapter I

3️⃣ High Ground

Perspective and insignificance

Layered ranges dissolve into the horizon. A shelter clings to the land, reminding us that even permanence here is temporary.

A river curves gently through a green valley not forcing direction, only suggesting it. Walking begins here, guided by instinct rather than certainty.
Chapter II

4️⃣ Flow

Movement through terrain

A river curves gently through a green valley not forcing direction, only suggesting it. Walking begins here, guided by instinct rather than certainty.

A vast valley unfolds between mountains as walkers descend. The scale of the land dwarfs effort, yet movement continues quietly persistent.
Chapter II

5️⃣ Continuum

Endurance and passage

A vast valley unfolds between mountains as walkers descend. The scale of the land dwarfs effort, yet movement continues quietly persistent.

Light pours across ridges and tents rest briefly below. Here, shelter is temporary and the sky decides the rules.
Chapter II

6️⃣ Exposure

Vulnerability under open sky

Light pours across ridges and tents rest briefly below. Here, shelter is temporary and the sky decides the rules.

Trees dissolve into fog, their forms reduced to presence alone. Direction becomes irrelevant; only attention remains.
Chapter III

7️⃣ Inside the Mist

Loss of clarity

Trees dissolve into fog, their forms reduced to presence alone. Direction becomes irrelevant; only attention remains.

Frozen water clings to rock movement arrested by cold. Time slows, demanding patience rather than progress.
Chapter III

8️⃣ Still Weight

Endurance and silence

Frozen water clings to rock movement arrested by cold. Time slows, demanding patience rather than progress.

Tents scatter across a wide plain fragile marks against an ancient land. Nothing here intends to last.
Chapter III

9️⃣ Temporary

Impermanence

Tents scatter across a wide plain fragile marks against an ancient land. Nothing here intends to last.

A tree-lined path leads back into the ordinary world. The landscape is left behind but something of it walks on within.
Epilogue

🔟 The Path

Return and continuity

A tree-lined path leads back into the ordinary world. The landscape is left behind but something of it walks on within.

Curatorial Statement

“Landscapes I Walked Through” is not a record of places, but of passage. Vivek Singh approaches landscape as an internal mirror — where scale humbles the ego, movement strips distraction, and stillness reveals what remains.

These images resist spectacle. Human presence is minimal, symbolic, and secondary. What matters is the act of walking — through valleys, weather, fatigue, and return — and how the land quietly reshapes the one who moves through it.