A lone, black umbrella stands silently in the centre of a wide field of grain, surrounded by gently swaying ears of rich gold. Above it, heavy, blue-grey clouds pile up to form a threatening canopy, as if the world were holding its breath. The picture whispers of tension and expectation - as if the field were politely rolling out the red carpet for the storm front. It is a moment in which the calm itself seems electrified and in which every drop that might fall carries the promise of a new beginning and renewal.
Nature photography, city shots, reportage or portraits: I feel at home in many genres of photography and enjoy the opportunity to experiment and present my view of things.
Contact me if you would like to visually realise a specific idea and possibly decorate your own four walls with it.
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