The Language of Nature
“There’s a real purity in New Zealand… It´s actually not an easy thing to find in our world any more”
Elijah Wood, Frodo in “The Lord of the Rings“
The paradisiac country New Zealand, a fascinating island, with a delicious and aromatic land. On one side, is full of volcanoes with hot water that spill over the mountains in the form of small waterfalls, surrounded by fluorescent green and fertile forests. On the other side, it is bathed in white soft sands as cotton, surrounded by emerald and heavenly seas. Splendidly wonderful ! However, of all this precious nature, what most caught my attention, in that divine land, were its magic rocks.
Every natural process leaves a mark on the Earth and that is New Zealand’s treasure: its volcanic rocks. In a volcanic land like it is in New Zealand, rocks can never be ordinary, they are the most incredible and precious thing on the ground. The history engraved on those rocks is incredibly wonderful, with savage colored lines, psychedelic curves, they are the expressions, the marks of a life process, truly amazing. It is the language of the Earth, of nature, telling the story of its lives, of the entire process they have gone through, with splendid colors, drawings and lines.
Surrealistic, bizarre, abstract, expressionist… The most beautiful painting in the world is the experience of life, without the need for any drawing, only the hand of nature that leaves the most perfect painting with the marks of natural forces and erosion, with precious colors and crystallization.
Inspired by these lands, I have been taking photos around New Zealand, from 2015, and discovering this incredible treasure of the volcanic soil. While taking the photos, I tried to focus the lens very close to the rock to have a view of the impressions, of all the marks they have gone through that are engraved in the most incredible way. The history of the entire volcanic process or around the sea, sand and forests. These processes are etched in the rocks, through crystallization. For example, in some of those, imitating the sand, with bright colors, curves and lines.
In others, similar to lava, such as the fire printed on the rocks, with brilliant colors, yellows and oranges.
It is the language and history of the rocks, and how they were changing through the natural process, with the strong wind coming from the force of the sea, or the immense sea constantly bathing the rocks, with sand, snails, clams and the golden rays of the sun heating the rocks until they burn, thus allowing divine crystallization. Likewise, the hot land that New Zealand has in some areas, as well as the large amount of humid land, metamorphoses the rocks into green, blue, orange and, in some cases, a fascinating pink.
Some others have the colors of tree trunks, or the deep blue sea and, again, that is the influence of nature that metamorphoses the stones. It is the history of the Earth, the language of nature, that is beautifully engraved on those marvelous rocks.
