KAZAN, TATARSTAN — 2014 In Tatarstan, winter is not a season that brings life to a standstill. Small holes drilled into frozen lakes become gathering points for local fishermen pursuing their catch beneath the ice. Despite the freezing temperatures, biting winds and vast expanses of white, they spend hours out on the ice. For some, it is a passion; for others, a familiar habit or simply a way of being alone with nature. Amid the harsh winters of Kazan, I photographed this quiet tradition and the simple relationship between people and the natural environment that surrounds them. Here, time moves slowly across the ice.