At the end of this avenue is a manor house. From the mansion, you can look at least a kilometre in the other direction. As was the intention of the first residents. A piece of landscape architecture. But it is now very foggy and the house cannot be seen. I almost took the photo from the middle anyway, as you so often see. The stately trees left and right equally divided into the depths like a lonely road in the United States. But suddenly I saw that behind the first row of trees along the avenue, there is a second row that also slopes in the other direction, providing a rhythmic counterbalance to the first row. So the avenue still disappears into the distance on the right but the perhaps dull synchrony is broken and a rhythm of two rows of trees takes its place. What naturally remains is the romance of a winter forest on a foggy day with no wind. a world made smaller in which sounds are muffled and hard lines softened.
My great loves are the water and everything about it. Ships, travel, history and photography. The combination is therefore very common in my photographic work. Most photographs are created intuitively. It is an image that strikes me, usually a combination of form and color in which a.. Read more…