The sound finds you before the path does.
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500gsm · 100% cotton · Hahnemühle Photo Rag · Archival pigment inks · 6 × 18 cm · Matte finish.
Wasserfälle series · 19 of 20 different sets.
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You hear the sea half a kilometre before the road actually reaches it, and you know which direction you are headed. You hear the bell of a country church a valley over, and you know which Sunday it is. You hear the party at the bottom of the hill that gives you a reason to walk home the long way. By the time you arrive at most worthwhile places, your ears were already there. Your feet are catching up.
In the Apennines south of Bologna, the Dardagna falls come at the end of a path lined with beech trees that turn the colour of marmalade in late October. You can hear the water from twenty minutes out. The leaves come off the trees while you are walking. By the time you stand at the foot of the falls, the floor is half orange, half wet stone.
Reads alongside The Living Mountain by Nan Shepherd, A Time of Gifts by Patrick Leigh Fermor, or any book read after a walk through woods that set themselves on fire for a few weeks a year.
You hear a waterfall before you see it. The sound arrives from a few hundred metres away, lifts the trees a little, and gets louder as you walk in. Then the air changes. It gets cooler, the leaves are wet, and a fine mist settles on the lens and on your face. You stand at the foot of it for a minute, then five, and after a while you notice that the sound is not noise. It is white air, and the rest of your head is starting to clear.
