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Alas, not much traffic/people around on this foggy evening during the lock-down (nature's own black pro mist filter) ...
Vejrumstad near Struer, Denmark - January 19, 2021.
Softly emerging from a muted world, a single bloom gathers the light. The gentle blur of its surroundings dissolves distraction, leaving only colour, form, and the quiet beauty of a fleeting moment.
when a mural watches you run, do you flee from reality — or towards the edge of the dream? caught between lashes and motion, this fleeting figure bursts through a painted gaze. all contrast, all tension.
From a week's family vacation in a rented house in Skagen, Denmark - March 31, 2021.
The photo is taken at the beach south of the town.
A face emerges from shadow, held between concealment and revelation. Light gathers where identity begins, marking a moment of becoming rather than arrival.
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a silent moment on the edge of somewhere—where a child and a column of steel pause beneath airport light, caught in the geometry of departure. the space between is where imagination blooms.
Sunny and somewhat foggy/misty winter morning walk around the village where I live - Vejrumstad, Denmark - January 26, 2019.
Vejrumstad near Struer, Denmark - January 19, 2021.
Alas, not much traffic/people around on this foggy evening during the lock-down (with nature's own black pro mist filter) ...
Forse non sta guardando nulla in particolare.
Forse soltanto quella linea in cui il mare incontra il cielo, un luogo che esiste davvero soltanto nello sguardo.
Scatto quando una scena smette di essere semplicemente bella e comincia a raccontare qualcosa.
All elements shot with an iPhone6 with ProCamera..
Edited on iPad with Mextures, Leonardo and Snapseed.
To learn more about creative photography processes and art on an iPhone you might be interested in my book co-written with Bob Weil:
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and website: www.iphoneographycentral.com
From a short walk on Christmas Day in the Kærgaardsmølle area near Struer, Denmark - December 25, 2019.
Eclissi solare del 12 agosto 2026, osservata dalla località San Rocco di Camogli. Questo scatto è stato ripreso alle 19:47:01 CET. Focale 1200 mm. esposizione calibrata per preservare la geometria del lembo lunare e la consistenza del bordo solare.
Solar eclipse of August 12, 2026, observed from San Rocco di Camogli. This image was taken at 7:47:01 PM CET. Focal length 1200 mm. Exposure calibrated to preserve the geometry of the lunar limb and the consistency of the solar limb.
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Quand le soleil s'efface à l'horizon, l'Atlantique révèle une autre Méditerranée : plus sauvage, plus libre, mais tout aussi lumineuse. Une invitation à ralentir, à contempler et à retrouver le réel.
a fleeting rider emerges from darkness, bisected by a golden blade of light, his shadow thrown ahead like memory running faster than the present. the tires spin silently, echoing the pulse of the street. in this moment, time folds — and light becomes the only witness.
Una nave della flotta Grimaldi Lines avanza verso il porto di Genova, emergendo dal respiro profondo di un cielo inquieto. Le nubi si aprono in scie di luce dorata, come feritoie che rivelano il cuore del tramonto. L’acciaio della nave riflette l’ultimo bagliore del giorno mentre entra lenta, solenne, nella città che l’attende. Un ritorno carico di mare, vento e memoria.
A vessel of the Grimaldi Lines fleet approaches the port of Genoa, rising from the deep breath of a restless sky. Clouds part into golden trails, like slits revealing the heart of the sunset. The ship’s steel catches the day’s final glow as it glides in, slow and solemn, toward the city awaiting it. A homecoming filled with sea, wind, and memory.
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Shot on a short sunset trip on a rather windy (and quite cold) night at Toftum north of Struer, Denmark - March 07, 2021.
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[Kodak Brownie Cresta modified with flipped lens / double exposure / ORWP NP20 / Adonal stand dev. / January 2019]
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The harbor was restless that afternoon. Ferries cut white lines through the water, clouds pressed low over the city, and tourists moved from one photograph to the next beneath the sails of the Opera House.
But the longer I watched them, the less the skyline seemed to matter.
They sat close together on the worn timber edge as if the city had briefly fallen away around them. No performance. No dramatic gesture. Just the quiet ease of two people who had already learned the comfort of being fully seen by one another.
That may be one of the rarest things in the world.
Cities often feel temporary to me now — hotel rooms, train stations, crowded sidewalks, faces that appear for a moment and disappear forever. Yet every once in a while, a scene cuts through the motion and reminds me that love is usually built in smaller ways than we imagine. A glance held too long. A hand resting naturally on an arm. Two people laughing softly while the weather changes around them.
The ferry passed.
The water kept moving.
The clouds drifted over Sydney.
And they kept looking only at each other.
in the late afternoon, as the sun began its descent, its remnants slipped through the narrow corridors of la rambla. the shadows stretched long, swallowing the street, while the light poured like liquid gold, illuminating her fleeting step across the crosswalk. she moved through the moment as if it were hers alone, her hair catching fire in the glow, her form framed by walls that stood as silent witnesses. the poster of the conga player seemed to watch her too, locked in its own rhythm, as the fleeting light clung to the day’s final hours. it was a stage of light and shadow, where time felt suspended, and the ordinary became art.
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Used for a Facebook challenge with the theme "THE Place".
Seen on an evening walk to and from the area around the Black Bascule Light and the White Lighthouse.
From a week-long family summer vacation in a rented house in Skagen, Denmark - July 04, 2020.
“Books have a unique way of stopping time in a particular moment and saying: Let’s not forget this.”
― Dave Eggers
And so does photography...
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a child stands alone on the stairs, quietly holding the rail. the line of light above cuts through the space like a thought — clear, silent, and pointed directly at her.
there is no urgency. only form. only stillness.
this is how presence begins:
not with action, but with a line and a pause.
the girl stands alone on the dark hill, small against the vast sky. the clouds twist like unseen hands, reaching down, shaping something unknown. a single contrail cuts through the silence. to the right, the building stands, cold and distant, its steps leading somewhere unseen. does she belong here, or is she just passing through?
From a short walk on a somewhat foggy morning in the area known as Sir Lyngbjerge - near Holstebro, Denmark, December 27, 2018.
she walked past without noticing me. slow steps, steady rhythm. the habit swayed slightly with each movement. inside the tunnel, everything was dark. outside, a harsh, sterile brightness. between the two, a perfect circle of shadow, as if the earth itself marked a passage.
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The path remembers the weight of those who walk with purpose.
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Due vedute di Marsiglia: la prima guarda verso la collina di Notre‑Dame de la Garde, simbolo della città; la seconda abbraccia il Vieux‑Port, cuore pulsante e riflesso della sua anima mediterranea.
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Two views of Marseille: the first looks toward the hill of Notre‑Dame de la Garde, the city’s emblem; the second embraces the Old Port, its beating heart and mirror of Mediterranean life.
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Deux vues de Marseille : la première regarde vers la colline de Notre‑Dame de la Garde, symbole de la ville ; la seconde embrasse le Vieux‑Port, cœur vibrant et reflet de son âme méditerranéenne.