Three crows sit on a fence at the top of a dune. Behind them the light of the setting sun. In the distance, threatening clouds drift onto land from the sea, making the sky above the crows seem darker than the sky further away. In the foreground, the marram grass is already bending in the approaching wind. The crows seem aware of the approaching storm and look towards the horizon. The photo has an atmosphere of menace and doom, but also of beauty through the beautiful cloud formations and special light.
I started photographing when it was still a craft that gave you brown fingers as if you were a chain smoker and I did that smoking too. Meanwhile I don't smoke anymore and also from your keyboard you don't get brown fingers anymore, but I still do photography with.. Read more…