Rhiwargor Luxury Limited Edition Photography Print
I stood alone in the heart of the Berwyn mountains. Overnight, a sprinkling of snow had fallen, peppering the tops of the mountains that surround Lake Vyrnwy. As the water gushed down from Rhiwargor, past the ancient silver birch trees and along the grassy banks, I approached excitedly with my rucksack in tow. I had one of those feelings that something special was going to happen that morning. The forecast looked good for some atmosphere and breaks in the cloud for light to enter the landscape. The scene had already stood out to me as one with a lot of potential during the autumn months that preceded. I knew that the snow-capped mountains behind were going to look special with the beautiful stream carrying the eye along the tree-lined embankment and out into the distance. What happened next, and for only a matter of seconds, could never have been predicted. A fleeting rain and snowstorm passed me over head. As it swept beyond and into the distant mountains, beneath which the tranquil Lake Vyrnwy lies, a brief break in the clouds allowed the most gorgeous golden light to flood in from the east, backlighting the drizzle and sleet beautifully. The flash of burning embers brought to attention the silhouetted old guard of ancient silver birch trees that appear to be charging over the hill and away into the light.
I stood alone in the heart of the Berwyn mountains. Overnight, a sprinkling of snow had fallen, peppering the tops of the mountains that surround Lake Vyrnwy. As the water gushed down from Rhiwargor, past the ancient silver birch trees and along the grassy banks, I approached excitedly with my rucksack in tow. I had one of those feelings that something special was going to happen that morning. The forecast looked good for some atmosphere and breaks in the cloud for light to enter the landscape. The scene had already stood out to me as one with a lot of potential during the autumn months that preceded. I knew that the snow-capped mountains behind were going to look special with the beautiful stream carrying the eye along the tree-lined embankment and out into the distance. What happened next, and for only a matter of seconds, could never have been predicted. A fleeting rain and snowstorm passed me over head. As it swept beyond and into the distant mountains, beneath which the tranquil Lake Vyrnwy lies, a brief break in the clouds allowed the most gorgeous golden light to flood in from the east, backlighting the drizzle and sleet beautifully. The flash of burning embers brought to attention the silhouetted old guard of ancient silver birch trees that appear to be charging over the hill and away into the light.
I stood alone in the heart of the Berwyn mountains. Overnight, a sprinkling of snow had fallen, peppering the tops of the mountains that surround Lake Vyrnwy. As the water gushed down from Rhiwargor, past the ancient silver birch trees and along the grassy banks, I approached excitedly with my rucksack in tow. I had one of those feelings that something special was going to happen that morning. The forecast looked good for some atmosphere and breaks in the cloud for light to enter the landscape. The scene had already stood out to me as one with a lot of potential during the autumn months that preceded. I knew that the snow-capped mountains behind were going to look special with the beautiful stream carrying the eye along the tree-lined embankment and out into the distance. What happened next, and for only a matter of seconds, could never have been predicted. A fleeting rain and snowstorm passed me over head. As it swept beyond and into the distant mountains, beneath which the tranquil Lake Vyrnwy lies, a brief break in the clouds allowed the most gorgeous golden light to flood in from the east, backlighting the drizzle and sleet beautifully. The flash of burning embers brought to attention the silhouetted old guard of ancient silver birch trees that appear to be charging over the hill and away into the light.
‘Rhiwargor’ is a part of my limited edition collection from 2021 of which the following quantities and sizes are available:
Fine art prints -
30 at size 20’’ x 15’’
10 at size 24’’ x 18’’
5 at size 32’’ x 24’’
The Prints
Each of my limited edition prints are a result of extensive location scouting and a deep connection with the landscape and my chosen subjects. It often takes me weeks, if not months, and on some occasions, even a year to create the photographs that you see in this collection.
Each print will be hand signed, numbered and printed on only the highest quality of photographic paper available on the market.
The photographs will be printed with a clean white border and packaged neatly inside a black presentation box or sturdy postal tube when required due to size. Inside will be an accompanying certificate of authenticity and short story behind the creation of the photograph.
Delivery of Prints
All of my photographs are sent off to a professional printing lab to be expertly dealt with using the highest quality printers and ink. They are then received by myself and packaged securely at my home.
*Please note that all limited edition prints are limited solely to the sizes displayed here and may be reproduced at the artists discretion in other sizes as part of box sets, exhibitions calendars, books and other products such as tablemats and greetings cards. Once these editions are exhausted, they will never be printed as open editions again.
