Waiting among the dune grass for the sun to hit just the right spot. It's one of those moments why you always come back to this island - the wind blowing through the marram grass, the sound of the sea in the distance, and then suddenly that perfect combination of light and movement.
The marram grass has been growing here in exactly this spot for generations. Children run through it, walkers seek the silence.
But Terschelling is never really quiet - always that soft rustling, always that incessant dance with the wind coming from the sea.
Yes, this island has a way of making you feel part of the landscape. The warmth of the setting sun, the sand beneath your feet, and through a camera lens this world of golden light and moving shadows.
The beach grass, swaying imperturbably in the sea breeze, is more than decoration. It is the silent architect of this island, holding the sand with its roots and protecting the coast with its resilience. In this soft evening light, it shows its refined beauty - each blade a brush painting movement against the calm of the horizon.
I have been working in photography and media (audiovisual productions & video ) for over 40 years.
For me, photography is not a genre or style - it is a way of seeing. My subjects are as broad as life itself: people, places, details, light, shapes,..
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