This is what fascinates me so much when I cycle through the fog: the world is a work-in-progress, some details have already been worked out in detail but otherwise, wherever you look, the world is an unwritten page. You may see here or there a sketchy outline of what may come, or already half erased. A line with thin pencil or a smudge of colour. It could still go either way, but the silence that emanates from it now also has something. In my second from the new series Onaffe Landscapes, a row of oaks disappears along the Hultense Ley, a stream that flows through the fields. A pair of ducks cautiously keep their distance.
Isn't it fascinating, all that beauty lying beautiful around us, regardless of whether anyone is around to see it? With that thought, I come to my photographs; mostly cycling, I save the fleeting fragments that pass by. They are images of something bigger than me, .. Read more…