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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

Friends and Strangers

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


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 –


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

Great Moments

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

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