The silver birch against a misty background provides the necessary atmosphere. A light reflection on the water of the fens adds a slight sparkle to the light. In the birch, the first signs of autumn are already visible.
As a schoolboy, I sat with my father in the darkroom to print class photographs in black and white. As a reward I got some pocket money. This is where love for photography came into being, and that is how I learned the art in the analogue age.. Read more…