#90 Morning I won’t Forget

This photograph was taken in Corsica around Sunset and it was one of the best night in the tent I ever had with my girlfriend on our road trip.

This photograph was taken in Corsica around Sunset and it was one of the best night in the tent I ever had with my girlfriend on our road trip.

On the way home I stopped by the bridge that goes over the rails in Sittard… and waited for the train to enter the scene. I took few shots and this one stood out.

Lately, I’ve been obsessed with shooting vertical panoramas… stacking 5 or 6 shots and stitching them together in Lightroom. Why? Because it gives you massive, high-detail images that look incredible in print. You don’t need crazy high megapixel camera. Just…

When there is fog rolling across the fields and the sun starts to punch through it, that’s your window. That’s when you already outside with your camera shooting this photos like madman. Because that kind of light doesn’t wait. You’ve…

“Sometimes you don’t find the shot. The shot finds you.” Rolling into December super strong with a shot I took a while ago. I went up Kollenberg after dusk with no idea what I’m gonna shoot. Just chasing that feeling…

A shot from my morning walk in Munstergeleen overlooking Geleenbeek. One second, everything was gray and lifeless. The next, it looked like a scene ripped straight out of a film. Beautiful!

A while back, I cycled 100km to Monschau. Minimal gear. Just the essentials strapped to my bike. I knew where I was gonna sleep. No tent, just a tarp, a half-sized mattress and a bivy bag. Nothing fancy. The forecast said…

He once told me, “I want to take pictures just like you.” And I swear, those words hit harder than anything I’ve ever heard. Because in that moment, I realized something few people ever do… Kids don’t follow advice. They…

Cold. Quiet. You could feel the stillness in the air. A majestic atmosphere. The whole scene backlit by golden light. No deadlines. No noise. A bunch of horses around. Me? I was right there. Free. Watching the light. Watching those…

My favorite silhouette of St. Peter’s Church in Sittard. No doubt about it. The sky was on fire… the sun slicing through. The reds were so vivid I couldn’t take my eyes off it. You could see every shade of…

A train tears through the fog like a beast set loose from hell. Steel screaming. Air splitting… and above it all… a single bird, cool as ice, perched on the wire. Didn’t even twitch. Just watched while chaos thundered beneath…

Evening shot from Rijksweg Zuid. My first ever long exposure shot.

I can feel winter knocking. Not here yet, but close enough to smell it in the air. The mornings are colder. The fog rolls in heavier. And when the sun finally breaks through… it hits the landscape like fire through…

A few days ago, I was playing around with some Lightroom presets and came up with this dark, desaturated, industrial, orange look I really liked. You know that moment when you look at a photo and think, “Damn… this looks…

This shot already tells half the story with that glow of the burner. But let me take you behind it. It was my first time hiking through the forest in the dark. I wanted to go early… way before the…