For several years, I wandered across a small part of the wild Norwegian woods documenting the changes in the landscape as the seasons alternated. While I stumbled over dead trunks, slipped on wet leaves and stepped on dark, soft soil, made of layers of pine-needles, I realised, that those trees, while busily interacting with each other in slow motion, not only are constantly on the move, but that their movements in fact are part of a very fundamental choreography. What I photographed was the surface of the earth in the making. This image is part of a larger body of work called ‘Moving Wood’. Its dramatic expression demonstrates how agile trees actually are. Turning around and falling over, bending deep or running away like in a hurry, leaning against each other, dancing wild, falling over, in order to break in the end, as easily as matches, while energy no longer flows. There, eventually, their lives end. The trees become earth, offering new seedlings a nutritious soil.