Deep in the forest, where sunlight miraculously reaches through a maze of branches and warms up the budding flowers hidden in the shadow of old trees. The footpath lies ahead like an invitation.Continue reading
Shadows in Monochrome
I’ve been this forest once.
The majestic canopy silently growing in the night. The ever-changing winds of winter. The moon and the stars.
The deep shadows of trees beneath trees. The trembling leaf ready to fall. All life unfolding quietly.
The beating heart of the woods.
Sometimes I remember being the forest.Continue reading
A Year In 12 Photos
This is my last post for 2022. December is often a month of reckoning, revisiting, and trying to make sense of what happened.
I need to accept how things are in order to go ahead and be prepared for how they could be.
I need to make peace with how things are in order to be able to turn them into what they could be.
Aren’t we all?Continue reading
Thank you for all the gifts The ones that I asked for, the ones I didn’t ask for The ones I didn’t even know were there That cup of cocoa That night train across the mountains That uncontrollable anger Those boxes under the Christmas tree The dark butterflies of helplessness in my stomach Those uplifting words just when I needed them Those crushing words that still resonate in me You were doing your best, I know I received them all Bound as we were by this Unbroken chain of transmissionContinue reading
Playing With Texture
Textures speak to that deeper part of us that reacts and wakes up to sounds, touch, color, light and shadow. No words needed. Words can describe, explain, interpret, justify, but the emotional connection is already there.
Running my hand across the bark of tree trunks as I find my way into the forest, my eyes closed.Continue reading
The Call of the Mountains
This week’s Lens-Artists Photo Challenge, hosted by Amy, is all about mountains.
In the mountains, I’ve felt at peace, exhilarated, grateful, exhausted, scared, lost. I walked endless trails that took me way out of my comfort zone. I found myself up on the mountain, in the wild, as it was getting dark, wondering how will I make it back down. I found myself in danger (just because I’ve put myself in danger) and felt my life hanging on a thread. I found myself so incredibly at peace with everything out there, me included. I felt that I belong.Continue reading
Single Photo Stories: Autumn Sun
There’s something discreetly glorious in this lazy October sunset.
Backlit fallen leaves and mushrooms. The almost imperceptible breeze. The buzz of insects slowly rising through the forest like a mist.
I am sitting in a small forest clearing with the sun on my face. There’s nothing I can add to the scene, nothing that can be improved. I am only witnessing the moment.Continue reading
Flowers bursting out of concrete
I spent a few days in Amsterdam attending a workshop on visual storytelling. I have a special interest in storytelling so I was quite excited to sign up, especially as the workshop was held by a photographer I knew and admired.Continue reading
There are borders that are meant to keep people in. They prevent people from traveling to see how life looks on the other side. When you see something different, you compare and evaluate. Terms of comparison are threatening for regimes that are built on delusions of grandeur and uniqueness: “Why would you even want to go out? This is the best place to be anyway!”Continue reading
Single Photo Stories: The Oak Forest
It’s starting to get dark. All of a sudden, an evening breeze breaks the almost perfect silence of the forest. It moves millions of leaves and brings them to life. There’s a cosmic sigh carried by millions of voices. A long out-breath. A muffled voice trying hard to pronounce something.
I cannot understand what it says but somehow I know it’s something that concerns me. And you. And anybody.Continue reading