My gaze has shifted from the exhilaration of the sport and the company of friends to the unique artificial terrain of the ski resort itself.

The snowfield is no longer a stage for athleticism, but a landscape precisely calculated and profoundly reshaped. I attempt to trace the environmental boundaries and the imprint of human intervention that subtly constitute the winter experience. Stripped bare, the resort recedes into its pure abstraction.

The subtle call of the snowy season is, in essence, a silent invitation to confront the predetermined relationship between ourselves and the environment. When we answer this "call," we are collectively fulfilling a contemporary contract of consumption, construction, reshaping, and eventual forgetting.