I often surprised myself using backlighting when photographing landscapes. There was no calculation involved. It was spontaneous and intuitive. I just felt like turning toward the sun and working with the light as it came through the early morning mist and through the trees. Being in the forest at the break of dawn and waiting for the first sun rays. Feeling that raw freshness as if everything has just been born and all the possibilities are there, still to unfold. I cannot compare this to anything else.
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Photography has taught me to pay attention. Pay attention to details but also to how these details combine to form a meaningful scene. Pay attention to the quality of light and the juxtaposition of colors and textures. Pay attention to what happens out there not just in my head.
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The tide is coming in like a tsunami. The beach has been swallowed by the rising sea. There’s a storm brewing somewhere on the horizon. The waves keep getting higher and stronger. They splash against the concrete wall, creating foam tentacles descending upon unsuspecting passers-by.
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This is my contribution to this week’s Lens-Artists Photo Challenge, Light and Shadow, hosted by Patti.
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The birds they sang At the break of day Start again I heard them say Don't dwell on what has passed away Or what is yet to be
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The air smells of fruits getting ripe in the gentle autumn sun. The trees are full of apples and plums. I took a short trip to the village where my grandma used to live. The old house is slightly crooked and beaten by rain and winds but defiantly still there. I knew what I wanted to do long before I arrived there. I climbed the wooden ladder hidden in a small backroom, where grandma used to keep the pickles and jams, and there I was again. The attic of my childhood. Full of darkness, old books, jars and all sorts…
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I used to photograph in natural settings most of the time. Natural light was a given, with some exceptions when I wanted to experiment, especially when shooting in very low light. Then I started photographing in urban settings more and more. I love walking around early in the morning or late at night. I like the backstreets that feel as if they are still part of an old, forgotten city frozen in time. I like the energy of city life – not the crowds but the small gestures and happenings at the margins. I like to see the city calming…
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As the sun rises, the forest wakes up. There’s movement and bird chatter and the wind picks up. Although the sun is now shining through the trees, shadows still reign all around. It’s as if sunshine were confined to a narrow channel that does not allow it to spread around. The yellow summer flowers are slowly moving in the morning breeze. In a corner of my mind, there’s the beginning of a poem I read months ago. At first, I cannot make much out of it. Just like everything else, it remains in the shadows. It stays there and takes…
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“The camera is an instrument that teaches people how to see without a camera.”Dorothea Lange Did photography change the way you see things, the way you look at a scene? It certainly did for me, although not sure I could say exactly how. Maybe it’s a certain attention to significant details. Maybe it’s the ability to “see” the frame in the apparent chaos of what the naked eye sees. Maybe it’s being able to notice the quality of light. And this is what the photos below are about. This is in response to Lens-Artists Challenge #162 – It’s All About…
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There are different ways of travelling. There's travelling to see and travelling to be seen.