
Through other eyes
Come with me on a journey without destination through my time and my space.
“Yet I also appreciate that we cannot win this battle to save species and environments without forging an emotional bond between ourselves and nature as wellโfor we will not fight to save what we do not love, but only appreciate in some abstract sense… We really must make room for nature in our hearts” – Stephen Jay Gould

Come with me on a journey without destination through my time and my space.

A collection of past and present images from my camera sensor to you (I’m still working on the future).

One image a day of whatever passes before my eyes and my lens.
“Humanity today is like a waking dreamer, caught between the fantasies of sleep and the chaos of the real world. The mind seeks but cannot find the precise place and hour. We have created a Star Wars civilization, with Stone Age emotions, medieval institutions, and godlike technology. We thrash about. We are terribly confused by the mere fact of our existence, and a danger to ourselves and to the rest of life” – ย Edward O. Wilson

I have always had a disproportionate respect for photography as a means of documenting reality. Now just a few words are enough to CREATE a reality. Perhaps I’m just getting old, but this worries me. There’s no going back, but am I right to fret so much about all this?

Under the morning mist, the rush and bustle of productivity speeds on. But just for a few hours, my eyes can escape the double-edged sword of clarity.

Battling against a yearning for hibernation until spring, I’m out in my oak woods trying out the weather sealing of my OM System kit.
โA maverick may go his own way but he doesnโt think that itโs the only way or ever claim that itโs the best one, except maybe for himself. And donโt imagine that this raggle-taggle gypsy is claiming to be free. Itโs just that some of the necessities to which I am a slave are different from yoursโ, Orson Welles