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Enrico Fossati Fine Art Photography

I am an image maker based in northern Italy. I love to capture the beauty of nature and landscapes with special moody atmospheres

10/12/2025

The rain had just passed when I reached this ancient bridge —
a remnant of another time, swallowed by the forest
and guarded by the quiet pulse of autumn.

This season is brief, delicate, almost elusive.
It arrives wrapped in gold, disappears in a storm,
and leaves behind only the memory of its light.

Yet here, among moss-covered stones and restless waters,
autumn lingers a little longer.
Its colours burn low like embers,
its silence hums with the old songs of the valley,
and the weight of forgotten footsteps still echoes
beneath the arch of the bridge.

There is a beauty in this decay —
a beauty that doesn’t pretend to last,
a beauty sharpened by its own impermanence.

🍂 In the fading breath of the golden season,
every ruin becomes a witness,
and every leaf becomes a rite. 🍂

09/12/2025

The Realm of Ruins

There are places where the sea does not simply carve the stone… it judges it.

Along the western cliffs of the Lodge lies The Realm of Ruins, a forsaken dominion where the ocean devours what the ancient orders once tried to preserve.
Cathedrals shattered by storms, stairways swallowed by time, arches glowing under a dying sun — all that remains of a civilization erased by the very tides it sought to command.

Here, the wind speaks in forgotten tongues.
Here, light breaks through the ruins like a last blessing.
Here, the boundary between myth and memory collapses into the sea.

Welcome to a world where the sacred falls, the waves rise, and legends refuse to die.

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09/12/2025

“Veil of the Ashen Keep”

A forgotten stronghold emerged from the storm—
a solitary relic suspended between autumn fire and drifting fog.
What began as a bleak, rain-soaked morning turned into a revelation:
the world reshaped itself into something ancient, feral, and unreal.

In the shroud of mist, the ruins felt untethered from time,
a place stripped of geography and history,
becoming pure atmosphere—
a vision born from myth, not from maps.

This is the power of remote, hidden places:
when stripped of context,
they transcend reality and become a singular visual experience—
a portal into the uncanny,
a hymn of stone and silence

25/11/2025

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22/11/2025

Cosmic Ice

Iceland, 2018 — a morning I never truly left.

I haven’t shared this series in a long time, yet it remains one of the most extraordinary moments I’ve ever witnessed in the field. We were deep inside the ice caves of Iceland — to me, the most breathtaking wonders the island has to offer.
A cathedral of ancient blue ice, carved by time and silence.

While we were shooting the exit of the cave, my friend Javier stood in position for the students of our workshop. I stepped back with the 400mm and began capturing a sequence of frames just as a truly magical light ignited the ice walls.
At such a narrow aperture, the reflections fractured into dozens of tiny starbursts — shimmering constellations trapped inside frozen time.

Yet among all these images, there was one at the very end of the sequence… a photograph I almost overlooked.
In the twisted textures of the glacier, a strange presence emerged — the unsettling suggestion of a face sealed within the ice.
It instantly brought to mind Hoffmann’s The Mines of Falun, that haunting tale where the mountain keeps what it claims.

Moments like this remind me why I photograph: to chase the thin line between beauty and mystery, where nature reveals its ancient stories to those who stop and look.

Let me know if you see the face too.

19/11/2025

Un grande ringraziamento ai miei nuovi fan più attivi! 💎 Manuel Hernández Pérez, Massimo Perlina, Ali Gorohi, Giuseppe Panico, Jose Gregorio Rodríguez Rosales, Marco Trabalza, Niccolò Talenti, Cojocaru Paul, Német-Deák Endre Róbert, Snjezana Vukusic, Angele' Massimiliano, Tanja Jäger, Dario Bonetto, Erik Heidemann Andersen, Zsolt Kövecses, Massimiliano Piatti, Induck Shin, Alberto Tettamanti, Tresosos Negros, Sláva Sokol, Robert Montgomery, Piotr Jeczen, Gyula Kiss, Iwona Gorecka, Javier Martinez Queralt, Jean-François Le Bouedec, Tristan Vandenberghe, Eric Joshua Empyre, Roberto Di Marco, Ci Ca, David Cassford, 徐振傑, Світлана Розумець, Jonathan Sloan

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18/11/2025

“Deep in the ancient woods, the White Stag appears only to those ready to choose their own fate.”

This composite is inspired by a moment that has always fascinated me: the sudden encounter with a creature whose presence feels like a question rather than an answer.

The White Stag, in many myths, stands at the threshold between chance and destiny — a symbol that can either guide or challenge those who cross its path.

I wanted to recreate that atmosphere of uncertainty and awe: the twisting roots, the muted light, the silent figure watching as if it already knows the end of your story.

What does the White Stag represent to you?
A warning? A guide? Or a test of will?

Share your interpretation in the comments — I’m genuinely curious.

If you enjoy worlds suspended between legend and reality, feel free to save or share this post for later inspiration.

17/11/2025

The last days of autumn, when the light thins and the world seems to hold its breath…
Before me, the mountain mirrored in the lake felt like a place torn from another realm — a forgotten land where time lingers and shadows speak in ancient tongues.

I seek out lesser-known places, far from the beaten paths, to decontextualize the landscape, letting it emerge closer to a painting, a myth, a dark story.
Photography, for me, is about revealing these hidden worlds — turning reality into something more atmospheric, more mysterious, more haunting.

Autumn’s final ember. The mountain, the silent lake, and a moment suspended between light and shadow.

12/11/2025

Mist Over the Fallen Thrones

When the breath of autumn drapes the world in mist, the ruins of ancient fortresses awaken.
Amid crumbling stones and withered banners, a silent echo of power lingers — the memory of kingdoms that once defied the ages.

There is a sacred beauty in their decay, a melancholic grace in the way the fog curls through their arches and towers.
They stand as monuments to the passage of time, to glory turned to dust, and to the eternal dialogue between light and shadow.

In this season of endings, I wandered among these remnants — ten fortresses lost to history — each one a poem written in stone and silence.
Their solitude speaks louder than any voice, and through the veil of mist, they whisper tales of faith, loss, and forgotten dreams.

I’m working on a new series dedicated to these sacred ruins — where light meets memory, and the spirit of autumn becomes eternal.

07/11/2025

I can’t help but feel a deep sense of nostalgia for winter — those frozen mornings, the silence of the forests, and the ethereal glow that turns mountains into cathedrals of ice.
These photographs were taken years ago in the Canadian Rockies, during a February that felt eternal — pure, cold, and filled with light.
Unfortunately, winters like that are becoming rare here in Europe. I can only hope this year will bring back at least a glimpse of that magic. ❄️

04/11/2025

The Origin

Ten years ago, I captured this waterfall under the title “The Flaming Shades of Autumn.”
It was one of my first attempts to translate the emotion of the season into an image — the warmth, the decay, the silence between the falling leaves.

A decade later, I returned to this hidden corner of the forest. The same moss-covered stones, the same whisper of water echoing through the valley… and yet, everything felt different.
Maybe it’s not the place that changed — maybe it’s me.

This image is more than a photograph; it’s a circle closing, a reminder of where everything began.

03/11/2025

Autumnal Shrine … 10 years later 🍂

Ten years later, I found myself once again in this quiet valley, standing before the waterfall hidden deep within the forest. The trees were burning with autumn colors, the air heavy with the scent of moss and rain.
In the foreground, a small cluster of mushrooms rose from the remains of fallen trees — silent witnesses of time passing by. Behind them, the water flowed endlessly, catching fragments of golden light as if carrying old memories downstream.
In that moment, I felt the same magic as years ago — the fragile tension between stillness and change, and the truth that everything that returns is never quite the same.

Spcial thanks and for the good time!

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