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Mostly photography, with the occasional philosophical contemplation

Butterflies

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MM 4-31: Holland from above

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My entry for this week’s Monochrome Madness as hosted by Leanne Cole. An image of the Maas river and a small part of the Rotterdam harbor industry, which is massive.

Tomorrow at http://leanecole.com.au/blog you can find all the entries for this week’s madness

The Fog

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Yesterday was a very foggy day, perfect circumstances for a day out with the camera. Went to a lake where i know there are some dead trees standing in the water. This is the first of the serie, this week i’ll show some more (minimalist) shots of the lake. Really had great fun in the cold with this weather.

Portrait try-outs

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Tried to create double exposures with a self portrait i took on Sunday. Fun to do, still looking for the perfect fine tuning. But it was nice to see how easy it actually is.. and the final image is a B&W portrait from the same session which i’m quite pleased with

22: Alien World

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Alien World

There are aliens among us
You may not recognize them
But they know who you are
They dwell in our dreams
And roam the streets at night

There are aliens among us
Are they peaceful
Or are they a threat?
Who can tell what they’re up to
If we don’t know who they are?

Perhaps I dream too much
Let my fantasies run wild
But I’m sure there are aliens
Cause i surely saw them
While i was lying in my bed

When I come to think about it
The aliens looked so familiar
Almost like a human being
They even have the same eyes
And spoke in plain English

These aliens among us
Creatures of doom and delight
Only seem to visit me at night
I’m now beginning to question
Was I really in our world?

The Colors of Autumn

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A few images taken last week. Beautiful surroundings with all the autumn colors and the magnificient landscape of this rural area in the east of the Netherlands

21: All clear

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Soon all will be clear
Bare trees remind of the fact
We’re all born naked

Stretching our being
Branching into ground and air
Longing warmth and food

Sheltering within
The ever presence of mom
As we learn and grow

Independence calls
Us to grow to great new heights
Let mom and dad go

The cycle goes on
Each new family member
Is like a small tree

Finally we reach
For the top of the forest
Seeing miles ahead

Our destiny clear
One day we’re naked again
Waiting for our death