I dreamed myself a path: Strolling on a leafy lane
Footsteps in the dust strolling on a leafy lane even […]
I dreamed myself a path: Light of emptiness
Silent shadows push me to the light Emptiness whispers my name ‘Light of emptiness’ is a photo in the series ‘I dreamed myself a path’, part of the gallery ‘Enchanted […]
A land of polders and rivers: Close my eyes
Lying in the grass, sunlight closes my eyes I never want to leave! Do you know that feeling? You are in nature, in a quiet place. The sun is shining, […]
A land of polders and rivers: Shivering trees in morning haze
Sold on Saatchi Art to an art collector in the […]
A land of polders and rivers: Chasing shadows
Summer sun chasing shadows, awaking daydreaming trees ‘Chasing shadows’ is a photo in the series ‘A land of polders and rivers’, part of the gallery ‘Untouched land‘. A warm spring […]
A land of polders and rivers: Musing on the waterfront
Lazy in the summer heat – trees musing on the […]
I dreamed myself a path: Echo of my mind
My mind travels ahead, the echo tells me what awaits ‘Echo of my mind’ is a photo in the series ‘I dreamed myself a path’, part of the gallery ‘Enchanted […]
I dreamed myself a path: Arches of spring
The young leaves adorn the old brown vaults, in the east the sun smiles when she evades the horizon ‘Arches of spring’ is a photo in the series ‘I dreamed […]
I dreamed myself a path: Shadows of dreams
Walking in silence between the shadows of dreams to come ‘Shadows of dreams’ is a photo in the series ‘I dreamed myself a path’, part of the gallery ‘Enchanted forests‘. […]
Born from emptiness: Veils of the night
The night covers the land with the veil of a breathless kiss ‘Veils of the night’ is a photo in the series ‘Born from emptiness’, part of the gallery ‘Untouched […]
A land of polders and rivers – Rushing river
The river rushes forth over it’s sandy path, to find […]
Lost cities: Faint memories
Walking through the streets of an old city, I feel the bustling activity that has taken place for centuries. Often these old neighborhoods are still vibrant and full of life, […]
Born from emptiness
Lost in an excess of impressions, in search for the source of light, where silence is born from emptiness A cold winter afternoon. The sun is just above the treetops and […]
Lost cities: All souls pass
Passing in silence, evaporate into the light On a bright morning I walk along a canal. I hear a soft sound, like a duck that constantly goes under in search […]
Lost cities: Wander through streets of light
Walking through the streets of an old city, I feel the bustling activity that has taken place for centuries and often still takes place. Sparkling of life, sparkling of light. […]
Born from emptiness: The cold breath of the night
The sun is down Veils of mist flow over the […]
