October 28, 2026
Winter colours at the northern lakes
The forecast promised rain, so naturally I headed to the northern lakes. There is something calming about returning to the same spot and noticing small changes since the last visit.
October 24, 2026
A morning at a small island ferry
I went to a small island ferry with a phone and nothing else and no particular plan. I tried a few long exposures, but the wind had other ideas. The handheld shots turned out better anyway.
October 18, 2026
What stone walls taught me
I went to the canal district with a 35mm prime and no particular plan. The café near the canal district still serves the same cinnamon buns; I had two and pretended it was research.
October 14, 2026
Three days at the city's oldest market
The alarm went off before dawn, and by six I was already at the city's oldest market. I kept a paper notebook this time, writing down the time and the light for every roll.
October 12, 2026
Learning to see birds over water
A friend suggested a birch grove after rain months ago, and this week I finally went. The café near a birch grove after rain still serves the same cinnamon buns; I had two and pretended it was research.
October 10, 2026
Back to a fishing village on the coast
It has been a while since my last trip to a fishing village on the coast. Walking back, I found a side street I had never noticed before, lined with tiny workshops.
October 8, 2026
Learning to see street corners
A friend suggested an abandoned railway line months ago, and this week I finally went. Most of the morning went into watching street corners; I took fewer frames than usual, but each one felt deliberate.
October 2, 2026
A short walk: a birch grove after rain
The alarm went off before dawn, and by six I was already at a birch grove after rain. The light was quiet, and winter colours kept pulling my attention away from anything I had planned to photograph.
September 26, 2026
Three days at the salt marshes
It has been a while since my last trip to the salt marshes. I tried a few long exposures, but the wind had other ideas. The handheld shots turned out better anyway.
September 22, 2026
Old doors at a fishing village on the coast
It has been a while since my last trip to a fishing village on the coast. Working with a borrowed medium format camera forces you to slow down. You think twice before pressing the shutter, and that changes the pictures.
September 16, 2026
Walking to a frozen bay
A friend suggested a frozen bay months ago, and this week I finally went. There is something calming about returning to the same spot and noticing small changes since the last visit.
September 11, 2026
Three days at a village bakery
The alarm went off before dawn, and by six I was already at a village bakery. Locals barely noticed me. A man feeding gulls told me the place looks completely different in spring.