A walk in the rain before dawn
I hate the rain.
Leica and the fog
Hell on Earth
Going for a walk before the rain with a Full spectrum and red filter shows a different reality.
A walk in Full Spectrum Sepia
A couple weeks ago, I took a full spectrum modified full frame Nikon and a wide angle rectilinear lens for a walk. I shot a TIFF preset I made. No edits, no nothing. Just the photos I shot that day.
Iphone Xs in the Grand canyon
Phone can't take good pictures. Or can they?
Ice and Frost
Winter is here. With the cold, first snow, and lot of ice and frost.
I'm focusing here on the tiny ice crystals I can see eraly in the morning.
A foggy park in infrared
Fog, cold, bad light... There are good chances I will be alone in the park. I like that. Infrared might seem to be the best choice with this kind of light.
A lonely walk in a dead town
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.
A walk among the tombstones in color
An abandonned old cemetery in the moutain. Autumn colors.
A walk among the tombstones in black and white
An abandonned old cemetery in the moutain. These are the black and white images.
An aimless walk a Sunday morning
Goethe said "The soul that sees beauty may sometimes walk alone". I walked alone, in the hope of finding, if not beauty, something that would catch my eye. Updated from "An aimless walk a sunday morning in a dead city,"
An eerie walk, sand in the sky
Sometimes, the winds carry sand from the Sahara far away.
Colors of a ghost town
It is hard for me to imagine people are actually living here. All I see is a desolated dirty hell hole. I don't see people, I don't see traffic, I don't even see a fucking stray cat or a bird. There is silence, there is no life, there are rotten derelict things.It is a ghost town.
Heat
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.
Into my darkness
From the book "Into my darkness".
Lost in a cursed forest
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.
Lost in a golden forest
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
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.
Monsters in the woods
The world is full of invisible monsters. These are the monsters I see when I walk in the woods.
Morning walk in a quiet world of trees
In a world on the verge of collapse, I took the Nikon D2Xs, the Tokina 10-24 and a graduated filter for a walk.
Night walk
Insomnia, boredom, loaded battery, unusual warm weather and the certainty of being totally alone during a stupid pandemic: that can only end in a night walk shooting stuff.
One tree Six photos
Simple and straightforward.
Cursed Realities (B&W)
Cursed Realities (color)