Karl Adami

As a child, I spent all my summers at grandmom’s home, which was surrounded by forests, rivers, life. At one point, I managed to steer away from country life as well as from nature, but luckily not for too long. At one point, my interest in nature was reborn out of my interest in photography. Today, I tend to enjoy the whining sound of mosquitoes and deep snow, early spring mornings and gloomy late autumn evenings.