On a trip to Mongolia trekking on horseback in the Altai Mountains, bordering on Khasikstan and Russia, I had every intiention of taking no photographs. I wanted to pay attention completely to what my own eyes were seeing, to breathe in the expression of the landscape and interact with the moment. However the experience was overwhelming and I confess to pulling out the mobile phone and collecting impressions that flooded my brain. We built and stayed in a traditional Ger for several days and the central ring that supports the whole roof structure is so highly valued that the individual rings become family heirlooms, passed down from father to son. This image is a rough draft of where my minds eye is taking me.