The jingling bells of Stampefoss
Winter’s waning, and my friend Line and I decided to go ice art hunting at nearby waterfall Stampefoss.
A trip to the seashore, fall version
A beautiful fall evening at the Spornes boulder beach.
Assev — the hidden world
At the nearby lake Assev lies a hidden world!
Rustne vindushasper
Mer urbex! Dette huset var dessverre så vandalisert at jeg bestemte meg for å konsentrere meg kun om detaljer — som fantastiske rustne vindushasper.
Cemetery flowers — drab?
Returning to the cemetery to look for flowers, more specifically the yellow anemones and their friends, the filled wood anemones.
Yellow anemones — still not quite there
The yellow Anemone ranunculoides are special for an area near where I live. I brought my Lensbaby macro converters to photograph them.
It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.
(Henry David Thoreau)
A camera is a tool for learning how to see without a camera.
(Dorothea Lange)
Don’t shoot what it looks like. Shoot what it feels like.
(David Alan Harvey)