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Riders on the storm

The relief of a couple of warm summer days. A thunderstorm on the horizon. A reset of the long hot summer, a refill for the soil. Only the bloody wind messes with the feathers. There’s no other option than to ride the storm, playing the wind, preparing for the flashes, thunders and rains to come. Seagulls grounded on the beach getting wet in a sand storm is not an option. They are the riders on the storm…

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Freedom of Ignorance?

Ignorance? Of whom? The politicians, the people fighting for what possibly could be the ‘right’ thing to do (or the left if you read this post in an other way than I wrote it) or the tourist who of course know what’s going on in the world, but still do what they always do. As is everybody I suppose. So, if something needs to change, is sleeping in a tent beneath a cardboard sign the best way to accomplish this? Or should we all contribute in our own little place on this planet?

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Kill the Birds

Birds on display. Hummingbirds, loads of them, many from the same species. Some have faded colors, some are brand new additions. There are signs in the cabinet telling which bird was captured where and when an by whom. For some birds the sign also mentions the year that particular species was extinct. Makes me wonder, what if we didn’t kill that many to fill our collections and satisfy our curiosity after their insides…When will we be in such a cabinet, it is inevitable, our ancestors already have these signs in many cabinet displays.

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Cornview

Ever wondered what it is that people see when they start looking? Corn on the ceiling, shapes against the sky, colors in harmony or just something weird you don’t see everyday? Every view on matter is unique, but maybe there are things more weird nearby your home that you don’t even notice as being not so normal than the corn that’s hanging on the ceiling of a house in some little town in your vacation area…

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Take your time

Every once and a while you notice somebody who is caught in the middle of a creative process. Yet, you wonder; how does that actually work? This bloke was doin’ a fountain which was sitting in the village square since mideaval times and it will probably be there for considerable time too. So, you are amazed by the view, the colors, the ambiance and have the urge to capture it. You look for the best composition, the best way to place the fountain in perspective with it’s background, the optimum lightfall…but forget to drop your bag for optimum camera control…

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Commute

Did you ever noticed the difference between the weekend commuter and a working day commuter? The last one knows his or her way around train stations, heading straight to his or her goal, has an MP3 player (at least) and looks quite determined onto the screen of a smartphone sending instant messages to people he or she has just left or is about to meet soon. The weekend commuter is quite the opposite and in general confused on where to go and what the public transportation ‘rules of engagement’ are. They should not mingle, that’s potentially hazardous for both. It can be a very confusing and lonely thing, commuting. (The Hague, station Hollands Spoor, D300, 18-70mm)

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Lord of the flies

Walking through a little forest I saw somebody pointing at the sky. The leafs on the trees playfully scattered the bright sunlight while wiggling in the warm spring breeze. Then I noticed all the insects flying around the edges of the leafs. I have no clue to why they did this, but the sunlight made them light up. Just one of these pleasures I think, me relaxing underneath a tree and countless little creatures quite busy with who knows what. And on Monday morning they look at us, wondering why we are in such a rush, while the warm up on a tree leaf in the sun…

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Balloon

The statue of Laurens Janszoon Coster, alleged founder of the bookprinting technique. Although this fact is not widely known and most people believe Gutenberg thought about printing texts first (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laurens_Janszoon_Coster). Well, it doesn’t matter anymore, they’re both long gone, and since dot-matrix printers were invented (has that guy a statue somewhere?) everybody could print his or her own books. The statue is located in Haarlem where it overlooks the market square. At this specific day the square was filled with people and flower-cars (corso) and all the market-like stuff that comes with such an occasion. I wasn’t looking for images but rather let the images come to me, so when I looked up I saw Laurens against the blue sky with his feet in balloons. Not an every day sight and it made it look like Laurens was part of the party.

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Bloem

At the local photoclub we  had our annual photo estafette. The goal is to let yourself be inspired by a photo you receive and make a new photo to send to the next person in line. I received a picture of a young boy eating pancakes. Puzzled as I was (was it a mistake, did I received a family picture instead of the estafette photo?) the photo didn’t trigger any inspiration. And with the passing of time inspiration became transpiration since I had to pop a photo. Finally I had it; what are pancakes made of? Exactly, flower (or in Dutch: Bloem). I made this photo indoors, strobist style, using an SB800 at full  manual at 1/4th of its power straight behind the daffodil and an SB24 at 45 degrees through a white umbrella at 1/8th of its power. The cam was set to manual 1/125 and a proper aperture. I think the flare was a lucky touch that just finished off the picture.

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Shallow Goldfish

Once I had two; one got curious and jumped out, into a bag with books from the library. When he (or she) was found, it was already too late; fish was stiff, cold and dry. Thank god we still had the pictures. This picture was made with my dad’s old Minolta XD-5 and his 50mm/1.7 Rokkor and the film (400ASA) was scanned with a Plustek 7200. I just love the shallow depth of field that is possible with this cam, me being used to the high tech modern SLRs. Somehow this photo got stuck in my head, the colors, the damage on the film caused by the development process in the factory. The highlight of the reflection from the window, the grain. To me it’s moody. For the fish, it was a shallow bowl, and for the picture, it has shallow depth of field. The fish was flushed (that’s truly shallow) and replaced by a new one so his former buddy would’t take his own life too by leaving the bowl. Why did it jump, was it depressed, was the bowl to shallow, was it curious? Curiosity kills the cat they say, not the fish.

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