It’s warm, and looking out the window, there’s nothing to indicate that it’s late autumn. Last week, the photo shoot in Alagna, in Valsesia, was canceled. The storm that was forecast failed to deliver. This weekend, though, Nimbus says there will be snow. But where? In Valle d’Aosta, near Mont Blanc! The goal is to document the landscape as it transitions from fall to winter. We choose Val Ferret. One of the things I like best about my work is documenting the rhythm of the changing seasons. The metamorphosis of the forest and the meteorological events and their character, strength, and extraordinary beauty. For four days we were surprised by a snowstorm that allowed intermittent panoramic views of the Mont Blanc massif. Clouds anchored to the rock permitted half-views of the summit of Mont Blanc, which, at 4,810 meters, dominates the scene. And then the Aiguile Noire with Les Dames Anglaises. From the images of snowy forests to the vision, in a picturesque sunset, of the distant Miage glacier in the Val Veny. This is our report. Our story of November.


OST Project represents the natural evolution of my work, which started about 25 years ago with a film camera and over time has gradually adapted to new digital technologies. From the beginning my job has been to tell stories through images. A continuous visual narrative that covers about a quarter of a century. More and more, people love to be told authentic stories—stories in which they can see themselves, with the help of words and images. I speak and write about the mountains, telling about more than athletic feats and extreme acts. I collect notes and record images of places, stories and people. I describe and document events and sporting achievements, but I also—and above all—love to tell the stories of those who live in the mountains and experience them in some way. I like to describe the world of the mountains that goes beyond the exploit. The mountains are more than just that. It might be a story of Alpine culture, where the protagonist could be a shepherd who comes back from the mountain pasture or a snowboarder who finds freedom of expression in taking flight on a sea of powder or simply leaving a track on a virgin slope. I might tell about hiking at high altitude, or about people who live and work in the mountains by choice or simply because they were born here and relate to the mountains every day. The mountains, experienced at certain rhythms, might be for only a select few—maybe. Certainly they are not only something strenuous and vertical and can also be for anyone.