Vellum Quarterly asked for a winter story with no coats. We answered with twelve metres of red silk, a forest two hours outside Cortina and a forecast that promised snow and delivered more.

Minus fourteen

Silk behaves strangely in the cold. It stiffens, then catches the wind all at once, so every frame was a gamble. Sana held still while two assistants threw the fabric from behind the trees. We shot three rolls and kept nine frames.

Cold light is flat and blue, which is exactly why the red works. Nothing in the picture competes with it.