Revisiting a memory

Revisiting a memory

A photo is a memory by default. An image of the past.A glimpse into a world where you’re not physically are.When developing a photo you had the option only to slide a part of the paper in the developer bath. And so only visualizing part of the whole experience...
Dolly was here!

Dolly was here!

About a year ago I found some material hanging on a acorn bush. And thought it was the filling from a sleeping bag or other synthetic stuff.Today I found the same material again on some thorny bushes. And it suddenly dawned upon me that it’s actually sheep...
Protected zone.

Protected zone.

In a way, it’s too obvious to make a photo of a mask. Masks have dominated the whole COVID period.Here in Spain people even wore masks while jogging.And now you find the pieces of cloth everywhere. Used up and thrown away textiles.  Made to protect us from...
Conversation with a shoe.

Conversation with a shoe.

What’s left is lost in memory interpret by a passing moth.As values change from hand to hand time changes the mark into a marker.For my clothing will fit the earth one day, and happily converse with the grass that embraces my laces.My will be not my no more but...
The invisible man

The invisible man

Mr. Fennel. For a couple of days, there was a cap on the ground on the route that I take every day with my dogs. The cap was not really comfortable, that’s why I hadn’t taken a picture of it until now.It was too flat and looked like it had just blown off...