It’s too much!


















































It’s too much!


















































It´s been a while since I’ve been there, but I just have to share some more pictures of this beautiful, intriguing island in the Indian ocean.








First part was in the south. Tulear with fishermen, water taxis and birds like the beautiful tropicbird.









Then up to Antsokay an Anakao with birds lik the olive bee-eater and magpie-robin.











Further to the Mangily spiny forest, and from there to Zombitse












In the continuum of space and history, everything is connected. Musing about a second theme for the Hockney-initiative of our local photography club, I wanted to explore the relationship between David Hockney and Vincent van Gogh. Van Gogh’s art and Hockney’s art have a lot in common. Endless inspiration from nature, the landscape, the use of brilliant colours and the expression of ‘the soul’ of a tree, a road, a hill.
It had to be olive trees. Saint Rémy is the village where Vincent loved the beautiful light. I walked through the countryside where Vincent had walked, saw the landscape he had seen. Not far from the institution where he spent a year after his mental breakdown I found an olive tree orchard. I imagined how Vincent would have seen it, and how David would have filled that view with his colours.
There it was: a symbol of van Gogh’s Provence, with a Hockney filter over it and expressed in my photographic language.