Janek Sedlar is a young self-taught photographer from the Czech Republic who captures the beauty of the landscapes around his home region of Moravia and the White Carpathians nature reserve.
In his images, layers of light and mist blend reality into a dream state.
The colors of autumn gild everything with myth.
Paths to mundane earthly places are transmuted into portals by condensing air.
Emotion fills the spaces between the trees.
And the colors of the changing seasons awaken something in our hearts.
Something seems to be awakening in the forest as well.
The sun blazes down through the dying, brilliant leaves.
But there are corners of the forest where the sun can not reach.
There are paths where the only light is that which the fog carries with it.
And crannies where the light seems to emanate gently, morbidly, from the trees themselves.
There are places where the forest crowds out the light, where the branches pull up their heavy woolen sweaters and say, let me sleep.
And the path winds through all of this, searching for its golden end.
The path is indifferent to the hardship and the veils of mist and confusion.
The path doesn’t need the light.
The light will be there, says the path.
The path will be there, says the light.