Lover of the light

During the work, you have to be sure that you haven't left any holes, that you've captured everything, because afterwards it will be too late.
- Henri Cartier-Bresson
Each body has its art.

Each body has its art.

Mijn geluk

Mijn geluk

Autumn is the artist.

Autumn is the artist.

Just that simple.

Just that simple.

Fiery colors begin their yearly conquest of the hills, propelled by the autumn winds. Fall is the artist.

Fiery colors begin their yearly conquest of the hills, propelled by the autumn winds. Fall is the artist.