Sedona, Counterpoint to Ice

If the glaciers in the Arctic Circle were silent in motion, Sedona was stillness in red light.

Everything here vibrates differently — slower, heavier, but full of pulse. The red dust settles on your skin like a reminder that you’re made of the same material. Light behaves without restraint. It cuts through the air, sharp and unapologetic, painting everything in colours that don’t exist anywhere else.

Standing among these rocks, I felt the same sense of scale as by the ice — the exact weight of time, the same awareness of how little we are. The difference lies in the temperature and the sensation of energy beneath my feet.

I have posted the only picture in colour, which was recognised by MoMA in 2023 for the same year's Earth Day. I am grateful for the recognition.

The Last Glacier

About the Author

Slawo Urban is a UK-based photographer. His work explores the intersection of place, perception, and human presence — from frozen silence in the Arctic to the slow pulse of desert heat. Each series is a study of rhythm, atmosphere, and memory, where photography becomes both observation and reflection.

Through personal essays and visual stories, he documents how light, landscape, and time shape our understanding of stillness — an ongoing dialogue between the world and the act of seeing.

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