The sky hangs heavy with rain and anticipation.
Clouds glide slowly across the flat land, while the wind whispers the fields to life.
In the distance, windmills imperturbably turn their age-old rhythm - watchmen of a landscape that never quite loses its tranquillity.
Here, between stillness and movement, the soul of the Dutch landscape reveals itself: powerful in its simplicity, moving in its silence.
A moment in which time seems to stand still, caught in the play of light, rain and wind.
My photography is all about capturing the invisible: the details, the moment, the emotion.
With a penchant for macro and nature photography, I capture the beauty of the small and the wild - from gossamer structures in insect wings to the intense gaze of a bird.
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