Beneath the Drang-Drung
Six nights at 14,000ft. Long-exposure stacks above one of India’s longest glaciers, made between 11pm and 3am while everyone else was asleep. A series about distance, silence, and the absurd luck of being up there with a working camera.
Made in late August when the monsoon clears and the high passes briefly open. The glacier moves. The Milky Way doesn’t. The frames are the gap between them.
