“Letter 17 Morning. The snow was falling outside. There was a white silence. My mother and I sat facing my father at the dining room table. There was something impenetrable about his gaze. It was like pack ice. And the… — Gregory Colbert Copy Share Image
Feather to fire,fire to blood Blood to bone,bone to marrow Marrow to ashes,ashes to snow — Gregory Colbert Copy Share Image
“Letter 4 As I lay dreaming, Montezuma introduced himself and put his hand on my shoulder. The palm of the Aztec king felt like… — Gregory Colbert Copy Share Image
If you look at Paleolithic cave paintings, you see how people were depicted inside nature, not outside it. It was a kind of dream… — Gregory Colbert Copy Share Image
Every culture from the Egyptians to the Mayans to the American Indians to the Bedouins created bestiaries that enabled them to express their relationship… — Gregory Colbert Copy Share Image
“Letter 74 I still have the first letter that you wrote to me. I carry it with me like a garden in my pocket.… — Gregory Colbert Copy Share Image
I spent all my time at school in the library. Bad teachers can teach you to learn on your own. — Gregory Colbert Copy Share Image
“Letter 90 When I used to sit up late at night writing in our bed, I was calmed by the sound of your breathing.… — Gregory Colbert Copy Share Image
The stars you see at night are the unblinking eyes of sleeping elephants, who sleep with one eye open to best keep watch over… — Gregory Colbert Copy Share Image
The whales do not sing because they have an answer, they sing because they have a song. — Gregory Colbert Copy Share Image
“Letter 68 A pod of whales was lying like long reclining Buddhas on the sea. My sister and I put our ears to the… — Gregory Colbert Copy Share Image
Is it only humans that look up with wonder at the stars and the vastness of the universe? — Gregory Colbert Copy Share Image
I have invented nothing. I have simply documented a magical alchemy that I want to share. — Gregory Colbert Copy Share Image
Letter 1 To the princess of the elephants, I disappeared exactly one year ago. On that day I received a letter. It called me… — Gregory Colbert Copy Share Image
“Letter 17 Morning. The snow was falling outside. There was a white silence. My mother and I sat facing my father at the dining… — Gregory Colbert Copy Share Image
When I started Ashes and Snow in 1992, I set out to explore the relationship between man and animals from the inside out. — Gregory Colbert Copy Share Image
