What a morning in Karviná.
It snowed all night.
Proper fresh powder… such powder I haven’t seen in a long time. And then the sun finally came up…
Pure magic.
This shot is from the health resort in Karviná. They’ve got a park where you can just walk, sit, and chill.
A place I used to hang out with my mates about twenty years ago.
Walking around there in conditions like this…
Absolutely AMAZING!
A few weeks ago, the morning was just real nice.
Clear sky, frost on the ground, and that crisp air you only get early in the morning.
As I was walking around Kollenberg, looking for a good spot, I thought…
let’s take the photo from here.
Nothing fancy. Nothing special. Just me showing the landscape and the sun coming through the trees.
Mornings like this are the reason I enjoy walking around Kollenberg.
Felt really good coming home after that.
I went to Stadspark for an evening walk and to take a few photos…
and then the sky did this.
Pure luck — because I’m usually not that lucky.
But sometimes you really do end up in the right place at the right time.
This was one of those evenings I’ll remember for a long time.
A gull circling above the pond in Stadspark, Sittard.
Nothing special… just me playing around with my zoom lens trying to capture some action.
“The hill looked like it had been dipped in silence.”
Grass frozen.
Branches frozen.
Even the air felt frozen.
But honestly… it was the perfect morning to slow down.
To think.
To sort things out in my head.
To plan my next photos — and the whole year ahead.
And just… breathe.
Walks like this are gold.
Love them.
Beautiful morning light over the stream, the sun slowly poking through, and a layer of fog sitting right above the water.
It made everything look cinematic… almost unreal.
Perfect start to the day.
The moment I surprised my kids by sneaking behind the car, popping my head up, and snapping this quick shot.
One of those simple little moments you’re glad you caught.
Sometimes all it takes to recharge is a quick walk.
This time it was on the Kollenberg in Sittard.
Beautiful morning, with the sun lighting up the trees…
just a perfect moment to wander around and clear the head.
Happy New Year to all of you.
I hope you had a good year — and that this one brings the things you care about, the things you want to do, and the things you’ve been putting off for way too long.
So that by the end of 2026, you’re looking back at a year full of good memories.
Have a great one…
…and let’s make 2026 the best one yet.
A quick shot of Jeremy testing some fireworks before the night.
I’m not a big fan of New Year’s.
I don’t like the expectations.
Every year gets marketed like it’s going to be the most magical night ever… and then it’s the same cold, crowded, mediocre experience.
And don’t get me started on the social pressure — stay home and you’re “boring.” Go out and you spend a fortune.
The only New Year’s I really enjoyed were in Cape Town, South Africa… and the three wonderful years I had in New Zealand.
Not just because it was a warm summer night, swimming in a private pool overlooking downtown Auckland with probably the best view of fireworks I’ve ever seen…
…but because people actually wanted to celebrate.
Everyone was happy.
It’s a completely different feeling welcoming the new year in shorts, with a beer in your hand, barbecuing, and jumping into a pool.
You kind of wish the night would never end.
But anyway…
Gonna make the best of tonight.
And hopefully make a couple of good memories along the way.
I think this might be my favourite shot of St. Peter’s Church in Sittard.
Took it completely randomly on my way home… nothing planned… just found out about this little side street, saw the moment, raised the camera, and pressed the shutter.
Later I turned it into black and white… and it just worked.
Since the first time I posted it online, it’s been one of my most popular photos.
Sold a few dozen times.
I even printed it on a big canvas and hung it in my old studio.
Funny how the unplanned shots often end up being the best ones.
Kollenberg, Sittard.
Nine images stitched together to make this panorama.
What’s funny is… I wasn’t even planning to go there. Didn’t expect anything. Just ended up on the hill and thought, “Alright, let’s see what’s here.”
And then this happened.
One of those rare moments when you find a composition you actually like and the light shows up at the right time.
So I waited for the sun to break through the clouds and took the shots… and everything just worked out.
Sometimes the best photos are the ones you don’t plan.
The year is almost over… last days of 2025.
And honestly? What an awesome year.
Discovered. Explored. Learned a ton.
For the first time, I feel fully in sync with my workflow — from shooting, to unloading, importing into Lightroom, and posting here.
It finally feels natural.
Like something that clicks into place without thinking about it.
Anyways…
Here’s a cold early morning in Sittard.
Quiet streets, fresh air, and just me with the camera — the way I like it.
Here’s a classic communist block of flats — the place where I grew up.
Where I learned to ride a bike… where I first ice-skated… where I spent whole summers inline skating up and down this side streets.
It’s a quiet urban street in Karviná, in the northeast of the Czech Republic — the place I called home for 24 years.
Back then it was dark, cold, and honestly… pretty miserable in winter.
That was 25 years ago.
Since then, the whole area went through a massive reconstruction.
And now?
It’s beautiful.
It actually makes me want to come back.
This shot is from Bukovec, Mosty u Jablunkova.
Heavy snow… actually, super heavy snow.
It came down all day — nonstop.
But once we made it to the hut, the reward was worth every step.
Czech beer and a bowl of garlic soup.
Perfect way to end a snowy hike.