The landscape of Zeeland, Netherlands reads like a poem. It has drama and darkness, but I also find balance and light. In all there is a minimalistic strength that I try to capture in my images. The landscape is a muze to a poetic photographer. In this new series of Zeeland images become emptier. No rhyme anymore, only rhythm. No colors, only shades. Poetry in long exposures and B&W's.
“Clay Land II”
“The Needle”
“Floating Poles”
