The photograph captures the intensity of the moment—the power of the horses against the snow, the contrast between luxury and the rawness of winter. It was my first time in St. Moritz, and everything was mesmerizing: the landscape, the atmosphere, the elegance of the crowd.
The morning was freezing, and the sky hinted at an impending snowfall. The race was a spectacle of contrasts: the silence of the falling snow, the focused riders, the energy of the horses, and the mountains standing as silent witnesses.
