Portraits in the rain

“Shall we postpone?” she asked. “The weather forecast is bad. A lot of rain.”
“Let’s just try,” I replied. “It will be dry between showers. And actually I think portraits in the rain are quite special. If it doesn’t work out, we’ll decide on the spot to go again another day.”

We did take some great portrait photos in the sun and in the shade. Then the rain came. And yes, of all these pictures, the ones in the rain are definetely my favorites!

Field of gold


This picture made me think of Sting’s song ‘Fields of gold’. It´s wheat he sings about, but this comes close enough. Heard him sing during his show last December. Loved it!
But even the master can´t beat the voice of Eva Cassidy. She makes me want to walk through the fields forever

Foggy blue

Our local photo club has a project: To create a piece of art photography inspired by David Hockney. I love these kinds of challenges, and dove into the Hockney universe. In turn, Hockney was inspired by Vincent van Gogh, so I dove into that universe as well and looked at it through the eyes of Hockney.  

First piece is inspired by the double (or actually triple) portraits ‘My parents and myself’ and ‘My parents.’ I decided to look for the fragile state of existence of my father, age 95, and his sweetheart, age 93, and the relationship between the three of us in their shrinking and simplifying, schematizing world. Alzheimer has got a firm grip on him; yet the beautiful bright colours make life look wonderful

So. What next?