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 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
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
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.
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,