Each sunrise starts a new story. Every story has its own emotions, its light that needs to be captured. I traveled to Mongolia to capture those stories that were left for me by my ancestors. To find myself I went far north, above the mountains, below the clouds. Finding the people that living with their heritages. Finding places that accept them and nurture them. I captured the relationship between people and land, but in each photograph I take, the line is blurred. I started to see them as one. There was no line between them, there were only stories, the stories that needs to be told. This time I will be telling those stories, and this is my Mongolia.

PanoraMongolia: Сайн уу (Sain uu)

The sands of time are ever-changing, and yet they maintain what they are in an immaculate way. They are the basis of our existence, past, present, and future. They are also fleeting and ephemeral. They are the source of dreams and memories. It is what we hold on to and what we give up. It is what makes shapes us.

Photographer: Rizacan Kumas, 2022

#48 The Sands of Time

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