Although it cannot be touched, it can now be “seen.” Hi All, I am excited to announce that I have received an initial “mockup” of what “Light On Leadership” will look like! Thank you to all who have pre-ordered, I sincerely appreciate the vote of confidence and believe that the book will live up to your expectations. I can also share that I feel humbled by every pre-order, as it shows a sense of “belief” in “the promise” of the book, and, as
The journey of life. It’s about the ability to cross new frontiers. To say goodbye to the familliar. To risk. And to know: “Someone is watching over you.”
There is one gift that distinguishes geniuses from others… We all have it, but very few use it. It’s the gift of natural curiosity, the willingness to learn, to experiment, and to keep on pushing the limits, because we know there is more to learn.As my son looked through a window, I hoped that he would treasure this gift, finding the windows of hope always opening as he keeps on living the quest for truth, love and happiness. Godspeed, dear traveller. Feel free to
My cousin’s matric farewell. I was taking the picture. I thought it would be lovely if she stood on a railroad track with the others just looking at her. Then it happened. As all had struck there poses, she momentarily lost her balance… What a wonderful moment. Maybe not at the time the picture was taken, but when one looks back, is that not what it’s all about. Unexpected moments, providing us with something to smile about. Remember the moment is spontaneous, the interpretation afterwards is
It was early morning. There is nothing like early mornings. Everything is fresh, the colors keep on changing, there’s expectation in the air. Anien, my daughter was running on a dune with a friend. “Sunchasing.” Too often the break of dawn brings the newspapers and newsbulletins. Mostly negative. Sunchasing is about the positive stuff. Loving the break of a new day. Looking forward to gifts bestowed by the day: Moments – turning into seconds, minutes and hours. Moments to run towards the sun, passionately pursuing the firelights of
I knew that the picture was there. The moon was shining beautifully over the sea. As I watched the scene, I realized there was no foreground interest. A big log was lying about 200 meters away. It took a little help, sweat and effort from a friend. And then the composition could be made. The result was this: Then last Sunday there was a sermon on VISION. If you have a vision, you can work towards it, you can create it. Disney saw Disneyland
Wonderful place, the web. I received a comment from someone about a picture. It was a picture of the farm where I grew up. I love taking pictures on the road to the farm As I replied to the comment, a bit of a digital conversation ensued… And here’s the fun part. Turns out we are neighbours (her parents now reside on the farm next to the one where I grew up). It made me think of the old saying, “A
Let’s learn from the kids. They live in the moment… Happy or sad. They know the present is the greatest gift we have… That’s why it’s called the present… Life for kids is full of color, sepia (the past) brings great memories and the future is filled with dreams… Let’s live, dream and remember things that make us better! Feel free to visit www.pixelpostcards.com and comment on any of the posts.
I was driving through a small town called Koffiefontein. These guys were having fun, playing with their self-made push-and-go car. I took some pictures and went on a drive through the town. On my way back, I found only this guy… Yes. The wheels had come off. Suddenly he was on his own. Is that not true sometimes? When the wheels come off in the drama of life, we suddenly find ourselves feeling alone? Well, take note that it’s mostly a “feeling” and not
Energy… Is it not fascinating how some people just have it? My friend, Hendrik, a life coach, (See the link to Craffie’s Coaching), talks a lot about energy. The energy that makes us walk upright, smile sincerely, breathe deeply, laugh loudly and live passionately. Last year during the December holidays, I was asked to take pictures of a group of young people. They were making calenders for their parents. When they arrived, they had all the fun stuff! Winter clothes, summer clothes, hats
Two years ago my son’s pre-primary school had a Visitor’s day for grandparents. As I was taking pictures, I was drawn to the beauty of hands. Old hands and young hands were working together, painting together and being together. It reminded me… My grandma used to have hands filled with blue veins, which she used to knit and create. My mom had gentle, comforting hands. My dad had strong healing hands. When I think of these hands,
What if your body left? What would remain behind? We call it legacy. It matters more than we think… I think. If you can remember someone whose made a difference in your life, please write it down in the comments field. Share the legacy. Feel free to visit www.pixelpostcards.com and comment on any of the posts.
Low light. No tripod. It was easy to realize that the evening was ruined. Still, we had a great walk on the beach. My wife and the kids did not worry about the lack of light. They were on holiday. They had their feet in the water. They were not worried about blurry pictures as I was. So there we were – the same scene, but different feelings. I think that life’s the same. It’s the framing that matters. Remember the old poem –
I was reading Martha Beck’s Steering by Starlight. Realized again how we complicate our own worlds. So often we come under stress because of all the stories we keep in our heads. Clutter is bad. Simple is good. Same goes for photos. Just for today – clear all the stories out of your mind. Appreciate the moment. Click the shutter. Enjoy the picture. It’s yours. Feel free to visit www.pixelpostcards.com and comment on any of the posts.
Ask any photographer about the nature of light, and learn about the light of nature. Every season brings its own glorious light. There’s the yellow-brown of autumn leaves, the fresh pink blossomy arrival of spring, the white of frost in winter and the luscious green of summer grass. Every season brings the gift of color. And so often we forget that the seasons in life bring color too. Sometimes life seems cruel and unkind, yet every winter predicts a new spring. Somehow
So it was the first day of school. And yes, there were fears, uncertainty and a fair bit of worrying. Still, they were having fun. And I thought about my life and work. I often have fears, uncertainties and worries. It doesn’t matter…. As long as I have fun. Have fun today. Every day is the first day in the school of life. Every day is the first day of the rest of your life. ( I think I heard it in a movie – but it’s only
A brother and sister. She tickled him. He was tired. It was late on a hot December afternoon. He could not walk properly, but she did not mind. When necessary, she carried him. The words of the song came to mind: He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother. And then it happened, I had captured the moment above, but my finger was still on the shutter, and I am glad, because the next moment they fell over… Is is not
Where did the time go? Well, that’s probably one of the questions one also asks at your eightieth birthday. For me, suddenly there is a new year and the previous post was a month ago. Does not feel like it! Hopefully this year there will be more opportunities to share some moments. Like we had at christmas. Grandma bought my kids kites and there was a photo opportunity! I really battled to find good pictures. All the time I knew the pictures were
It’s been a while. That’s all I can say. As I look at how time flies, I realize how fleeting life is. During the past week I attended a conference in Mpumalanga (a province in South Africa). It was incredible to see how many people had cameras. Compare that to 10 years ago — when film and development were expensive and few pictures were taken. The scary part is that more pictures often lead to more clutter – and what do we
It was a misty autumn day. The road was wet and the air fresh. It was just one of those days which makes one appreciate the true wonder of being alive. As I stepped out of the car to take pictures, I was hit by the freshness of being outside. And I realized how we spend our time in front of screens: Windscreens, computer screens, tv screens… We are the screenagers. Sometimes we need to “unscreen”. Because we don’t live
He was playing in front of the camera. Jumping up and down, smiling and friendly. His sister was shy. Eventually she decided that it had to be fun. He just seemed to be so happy. So she joined. His hand was comforting, holding hers to reassure her. I learnt from him that if one really enjoys what one does, others cannot stay away too long. People want to share in the fun that passionate people have. I think it’s called
This weekend we had a photowalk in Paul Roux. The weather seemed to be heading for “rotten”, but we had to push through. What a privilege when the light eventually appeared. Some clouds acted as natural diffusers and, in general, we had a great time taking pictures of the kids who walked along. The great thing about the weather was that those who seriously wanted to be there, were there – is it not true that sometimes we have hurdles for one
They said there was nothing to photograph. They said it was a boring country road. They said it could not work on a misty morning. But I went out. And I took this picture… Because they are merely voices in my mind. They are critics without reason. They are voices of reason in a world of dreams… They are needed sometimes. But sometimes we need to listen to the voice of unreason. Because all breakthroughs are made by unreasonable people – people who hear other
The light was harsh. It wasn’t the perfect time for taking pictures. I could have said no. There were “thousands” of legitimate reasons not to do it. As I walked back to the car after the session, I was concerned about what the results would be. And then, when I opened the pictures on the computer, I found that sometimes we have to ignore the excuses and just do what we want to do – There will always
Sometimes all we need are the words. Every day we tell ourselves stories. It never stops. The story runs in our heads whenever we interpret something. Whenever we judge or appreciate, we tell ourselves a story that’s worthy of judgement or appreciation… Stories give birth to words, words to thoughts and thoughts to actions… That’s not always the sequence though, sometimes thoughts give birth to stories, stories to words… and so it changes, it doesn’t matter. As long as we remember to
A few years ago, I was assigned to do an article on the power of history. As I walked through a small cemetery with my family, my son kept on asking questions about war and the reason why people kill each other. This weekend, while watching the movie, Life is Beautiful again, my son asked the same question. And again, I had no answer. Wherever I travel with my camera, I want to celebrate life. And so often
Frames are fascinating. They can often make or break a picture. And as human beings we often talk about have a “frame of reference” or a “framework” etc. So often people “frame” themselves as victims, forgetting that we have a “frame of mind” with which we approach life. As a photographer, I am consistently looking for frames. One tries to remain aware of the different frames that can be used, like in this picture: And I have learnt that if I go out
There was a hole in the fence. The farmer would not like it. It assisted me with the composition of the photograph. Someone’s frustration is someone else’s opportunity. Just look at your frustrations through the eyes of the opportunist. Feel free to visit www.pixelpostcards.com and comment on any of the posts.
Just a normal park. During the day the kids come to play. But early in the morning… It can be eery… Or Romantic… It depends on the mind of the person looking!
This picture is not about the photography… It’s about the thought that came to my mind while taking the picture… A prayer, I read somewhere… “O Lord, the ocean is so wide, and my boat is so small…” We’ve all got small boats. The ocean is wide. Know where your power comes from. Feel free to visit www.pixelpostcards.com and comment on any of the posts.
A landscape photographer’s greatest friend? The sun… It’s the sun that provides the paint – we only have to find the palette. And sometimes the sun seems to be nasty…hiding behind the clouds when we need it… Not appearing. And then, when it does show, it’s magnificent. But to create that magnificence, it needs the clouds. So I had to learn to love the clouds as well – they help me create better pictures in the end.
When “Camera Raw” was introduced, I immediately started using it. There was the promise of the “power of Raw” – you would be able to do so much more with your pictures. Still, they seemed dull. The camera had done everything before, now I had to work. And I had to learn new things! Yikes! Now those new things are habits – it was worth all the effort! The more effort you put in, the
He was just an old man, on his way to work. To some it was exactly that – an old man, going to work. As a photographer, you suddenly see the beauty of it. Not merely an old man going to work. A great moment in life. Magic comes in little parcels called moments. Appreciate them. Feel free to visit www.pixelpostcards.com and comment on any of the posts.
One weekend, while on a photosafari, I took the delegates to stables close by. We thought the horses would make great pictures. Somehow, many great pictures were not of the horses. There were lots of other beautiful things... So remember, when you’re at the stables, don’t look only at the horses! Feel free to visit www.pixelpostcards.com and comment on any of the posts.
I had the whole frame composed. Then, as I was about to press the shutter, someone walked into the picture. Darn. Or so I thought. Luckily, I pressed the shutter. When I looked at the picture later, I found it was better with the person. I learnt again – big opportunities are often hidden in those “darn” moments. So remember, event if the moment seems bad, seize it – it’s yours. Carpe Diem. Feel free
For 27 years, Nelson Mandela was in prison to “fight” for his cause: Freedom. A few years ago we had elections in South Africa. The posters against the lampposts reflected the whole community. As a kid was walking past, I took this picture. I wondered whether he knew that someone had “sacrificed” in order for him to be free. Wherever you are today, celebrate the fact that you are free. And be grateful. Someone made a sacrifice for your freedom.
I was taking pictures for someone’s family album… Here is one of the girls… She was comfortable in front of the camera. So comfortable, it was almost unnatural. (Can it be?) Then, after the session was over, I followed her to the stables nearby. When she was “modeling” it was great, but when I caught her “naturally” it was even better. Nothing beats the beauty of people being who they are. Go ahead, Be Real. It’s beautiful. Feel free
I have taken hundreds of shots of this tree. I love it. It’s a place I used to play at as a child. And every picture is different. It changes with the seasons, the weather, the time of day. It keeps on changing. Therefore it remains interesting. And because I’m appreciating the beauty of change, I keep finding great shots. So, remember, look at life, people and events with fresh eyes. And you will find beauty. All the
She was camera shy. I had to take the pictures. I just let it go, children love to get involved in the world. So I waited. And then, she started playing with leaves and acorns. She opened up to the camera. We all need to open up to the camera of life. In the words of the poet: “To see the world in a grain of sand again.” Go ahead, play. Feel free to visit www.pixelpostcards.com and comment on any of the
My camera was stolen. It happened so fast, I could not believe it. Worse still, I felt as if I had lost a friend. My eye just connected with the viewfinder so well, my hands new instinctively where the buttons were. Now she was gone. After the short term insurance paid out, I got a new one. Not the same. Things just did not “gel” as they used to. I was blaming the new camera. Until I
Sometimes all you need is a chicken.The light was working beautifully. The green door and window were balanced so well. It was a great picture by most standards. Colour, balance, composition. And then the chicken walked in.Perfect.It turned an ordinary house into a home.Sometimes all it takes is a chicken.Or, put differently…Little things can make a big difference. Feel free to visit www.pixelpostcards.com and comment on any of the posts.
So often kids play “imaginative” games. My son sometimes believes he is a T-Rex. He goes into the world of millions of years ago. He is in another world. Because he uses the biggest power available to human beings: Imagination. As a photographer, a teacher, a trainer and a dad, I am often astounded by the power of imagination. Kids use it so much more than adults. Maybe we (adults) need to take some time between
I think it’s Virginia Woolf who once, in one of her novels, asked: “What is beauty in its hothouse variety?” When I took some pictures of Loraine Kriek, the previous year’s rag queen, one of the top academic achievers and the leader of the student’s council, I again realized that beauty lies in confidence, friendliness and humility. Have these, add a smile, and no matter how old you are, how
A great opportunity! We could go and see steamtrains in action. And take pictures! All because someone had realized that these trains needed to be taken care of, else they would be destroyed. At Sandstone Estates, near Ficksburg in South Africa, these trains are kept and often used for specific events. As the trains whistled and huffed past us, I realized that we have a uge obligation to play our part in conserving things that
I promised my family that I would be taking a walk with them. And then, while walking, the light just started to gain magic qualities. Clouds moved in. I took out my camera. And I stayed, while they walked on… The last rays of sunlight touched two old willows. I was hurried to take the shot. My family was walking away… One seems to be caught up between choices almost all the time. Finding the balance is hellishly hard to do! Yes,
Just after work, I went to take some pictures at a local school. Grey College. One thing that stood out was the respect and pride of the kids. They all got up and greeted as I walked along. And it was not about me, I realized, it was about them. Respecting people you don’t know (and do know), makes you a better person. No wonder the school has produced so many great South
It was cold and misty. And I did not even know whether there would be enough light. Still, I was out there “hoping” for some pictures. Against all odds. Who, but a completely insane photographer would be out there on a morning like this? Well, it seems I was not the only one… As they jogged past, I turned and took the picture. And I thought about the fact that maybe, just maybe, the so-called insane ones
So often, as a photographer, one wants the perfect moment and the perfect light. Then you also look for the right equipment etc… I am often reminded that life is not always about all the “perfect” tools, perfect composition and perfect light. This picture was taken without thinking of the “artistic” side. Because the art was in the moment, in the person. You see, it’s my son – an angel falling asleep…and so beautiful. He had