Macroshot of the stamens and pistil of a red tiger lily. The secret life of plants. When the weather is grey for too long, I go and buy myself a bouquet of flowers. It’s through the camera that I really start looking and I forget the misery outside.
Last night, the living suddenly smelt so sweet and that can mean only one…
Your chosen art on canvas, stretched in an aluminum frame. Quick and easy to change for a fresh look and exactly as you want it.
Isn't it fascinating, all that beauty lying beautiful around us, regardless of whether anyone is around to see it? With that thought, I come to my photographs; mostly cycling, I save the fleeting fragments that pass by. They are images of something bigger than me, than us, a slice of the timeless.
In fact, I go around with the impossible task of reaching for the moment as a representation of the sublime. While that is an impossible task, it does not stop me…
