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A lonely walk in a dead town
June 14, 2020
Confinement or no confinement? A dead city is a dead city. Walking here is like walking in a graveyard, tough without the feeling of being in a sacred place.
Into my darkness
March 06, 2021
From the book "Into my darkness".
Lost in a cursed forest
February 11, 2020
My old forest is not only golden. It is also cursed. New emotions and feelings just a couple feet away from the golden spots. Same place, different visions.
An eerie walk, sand in the sky
March 15, 2022
Sometimes, the winds carry sand from the Sahara far away.
February 27, 2020
I love heat. I'm never more happy than when temperature is 100. I love the sun, the sensation of heat on my skin. Maybe I should live permanently in a place like Death Valley. It's pretty boring from a photographer point of view, but at least climate is just right for me.
Morning walk in a quiet world of trees
March 14, 2022
In a world on the verge of collapse, I took the Nikon D2Xs, the Tokina 10-24 and a graduated filter for a walk.
A walk among the tombstones in color
November 07, 2021
An abandonned old cemetery in the moutain. Autumn colors.
A walk among the tombstones in black and white
November 07, 2021
An abandonned old cemetery in the moutain. These are the black and white images.
Lost in a golden forest
February 11, 2020
I am less and less interested in reality. My photos are less and less meant to depict that reality. I want, I need, my photos to depict what I see, what I feel, and that is not what is commonly accepted as reality. This old golden forest may not be old, or golden, or even a forest. And that doesn't matter.
Lost in a white old forest
February 26, 2020
Sometimes, a forest is just a forest. Sometimes, it is much more. Or something completely different. With climate change, snow where I am right now became pretty rare. As soon as I saw the first snowflakes falling from the sky, I got ready for some cold adventure.
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