It is cold, wet and grey. The world is shrouded in a thick cloud cover. The visibility has limited up to a few tens of meters. Lost in thought, out of the fog looms suddenly the windmill on the meadow. You, the windmill, nothing else.
This picture was taken on the Dutch meadows.
Photography started as a hobby and has now grown into my work. I see my pictures as an illustration of the wonderful places and cultures that are around us. I can therefore endlessly marvel at the things that I see and encounter. I try to convey that sense of wonder.. Read more…