
So I went into the woods (which is less than five minutes from home) and took this picture of a beech. “Quite erotic,” my girlfriend said when she saw the print. Like bodies in a state of ecstasy.
A real life Rorschach test, this tree!

So I went into the woods (which is less than five minutes from home) and took this picture of a beech. “Quite erotic,” my girlfriend said when she saw the print. Like bodies in a state of ecstasy.
A real life Rorschach test, this tree!
Every now and again at sunrise I open my curtains and immediately run out. That is: It takes me approximately 5 minutes to tear off my pyjamas, grab my clothes and camera, stumble to the front door and run to the meadows. But even those lousy 5 minutes can be too much, for rapidly the most stunning colours in the sky change to a boring, pale palette. No time to think, just run!

This Monday January 29 I made it. Once again Sahara dust swirled high in the atmosphere, as in March 2022 and February 2021. And like before, the most beautiful colours appeared before the sun peeked above the horizon. Wow!
