Cloud Watching

Remember when we spent endless hours travelling around the world, simply by staring up at the clouds?

Cloud Watching

Remember when we spent endless hours travelling around the world, simply by staring up at the clouds?

Sunday Strolling II

We’re deep inside autumn, catching an echo of the bygone summer. It could be the last warm and sunny weekend of the year; nobody knows for sure. Half the country does the only sensible thing to do… head to the Zuid-Kennemerland National Park, the Parnassia Beach and grab a few sunbeams.

Sunday Strolling II

We’re deep inside autumn, catching an echo of the bygone summer. It could be the last warm and sunny weekend of the year; nobody knows for sure. Half the country does the only sensible thing to do… head to the Zuid-Kennemerland National Park, the Parnassia Beach and grab a few sunbeams.

The Wednesday Situation

What can I say? Once upon a Wednesday I took a walk, and these are a few of the scenes I passed along the way…

The Wednesday Situation

What can I say? Once upon a Wednesday I took a walk, and these are a few of the scenes I passed along the way…

Park Corner

I ended up in a corner of Sloterpark. The sun was bright, time was at peace with itself, so I sat on a wall and looked around.

Park Corner

I ended up in a corner of Sloterpark. The sun was bright, time was at peace with itself, so I sat on a wall and looked around.

Cross-City Movement

The fuller our city becomes, the better I become at moving from A to B — at maximum speed. And with that comes a number of scenarios. Some last no longer than a flash, others grow into mini-sketches.

Cross-City Movement

The fuller our city becomes, the better I become at moving from A to B — at maximum speed. And with that comes a number of scenarios. Some last no longer than a flash, others grow into mini-sketches.

Embrace the Grey

Deep into autumn, and the grey returns. Only one thing to do I suppose… and that’s to embrace the weather (and the shorter days) with arms open wide.

Embrace the Grey

Deep into autumn, and the grey returns. Only one thing to do I suppose… and that’s to embrace the weather (and the shorter days) with arms open wide.

The End of This

Everything changes: the new arrives, the familiar disappears. So it was on Saturday July 29 July when our friend Danny closed his butcher’s shop for good.
On Thursday the 27th I hung around for a couple of hours for one last look.

The End of This

Everything changes: the new arrives, the familiar disappears. So it was on Saturday July 29 July when our friend Danny closed his butcher’s shop for good.
On Thursday the 27th I hung around for a couple of hours for one last look.

The Silver Rabbit

All right then, I’m definitely enjoying this one-minute story business. Here’s one inspired by the Oosterpark.

The Silver Rabbit

All right then, I’m definitely enjoying this one-minute story business. Here’s one inspired by the Oosterpark.

Look Up

It’s funny how much we forget, even when the supposed memory is ‘backed up’ by photographs. One grey-ish day last February I walked around town with my head to the skies. Why? No idea, but that’s what I did.

Look Up

It’s funny how much we forget, even when the supposed memory is ‘backed up’ by photographs. One grey-ish day last February I walked around town with my head to the skies. Why? No idea, but that’s what I did.

Looking While Walking

Another one of those random walks, in which I point the camera at anything that makes me look twice. Looking twice, by the way, is not caused by the subject being awesome,  mind-boggling, or whatever — it’s simply the result of my eyes and mind being in everything’s-interesting mode.

Looking While Walking

Another one of those random walks, in which I point the camera at anything that makes me look twice. Looking twice, by the way, is not caused by the subject being awesome,  mind-boggling, or whatever — it’s simply the result of my eyes and mind being in everything’s-interesting mode.