The poetry of a stone.

Stones, I like them. They have patience. They look as if they belong where they are. Just there. Stones change, by waiting. The sun and the weather change them. Superficial. Inside the stone, there is a rock-steady character. By photographing them, you can change...
You look, you feel, you shoot.

You look, you feel, you shoot.

Making photos is an incredible intuitive act. As you react quickly to a situation. The things you capture happen in a blink of a second. The why and how you took the picture are thoughts that come after the action. You look, you feel, you shoot. I'm not directly a...

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Time is patient

Time is patient

It's interesting to so how abandoned and thrown away objects embrace the natural habitat. Once they were part of the human society. The worked and fulfilled a purpose, given by man. Now they are more in a zen-like state of mind. Just being there. Making peace with...

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The lost son coming home.

The lost son coming home.

It's interesting to so how abandoned and thrown away objects embrace the natural habitat. Once they were part of the human society. The worked and fulfilled a purpose, given by man. Now they are more in a zen-like state of mind. Just being there. Making peace with...

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Time – corrosion

Time – corrosion

Often the works start in a dream. A vision if you will.I dreamt about an aureole of natural elements with in it's centre rotting plastic. There is a sacred place reserved for nature in the arts. Nature has inspired thousands of artists, from the early beginning up to...

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