For the past few years, I stopped bringing my camera during my early morning walks. I wasn’t sure why. Somewhere along the way, I simply stopped seeing things that moved me enough to reach for it.
But this morning, as I walked on, the light felt different. It shimmered softly, touched things with a kind of quiet magic. I kept walking… and then turned back. I had to go home and get my camera.
By the time I returned, the light had grown sharper. But still, by the water’s edge, these marsh-marigolds (Caltha palustris) glowed in reflected light. One stem still held a bright yellow flower, the other already a forming seedhead.
With my photography I try to convey the beauty of everyday, small nature. My macro images are therefore made in ordinary places, such as a backyard, a roadside or a park.
I don't represent the world exactly as we perceive it with our human eyes. With light..
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