Thursday, September 6

the wind is changing.
I hear John Keats in my head often these days,
as if I knew him.
I find that his words always describe my vision, my photographs.
So this weekend I am going to take a series of photographs inspired solely by one of his poems.
in the meantime, some end of summer bits and a few of his words, as always immaculately beautiful.

Past the near meadows, over the still stream,
Up the hill-side;
and now 'tis buried deep in the next valley-glades.
Was it a vision, or a waking dream?
Fled is that music.
Do I wake or sleep?


  1. lovely!, beautiful photographs

  2. Anonymous2:25 PM

    ı just felt like ım in my village. blackberries, trees with broken arms ..

  3. These pictures are beautiful.

  4. These pictures are amazing.. truly amazing! Love them! Can I ask you what camera you use? And again, really pretty pictures.

  5. Ps. I tried clicking your Tumblr link, but it links to Flickr. Can I have you Tumblr link?

    1. Sanne: thank you immensely for pointing out my link was incorrect, I have mended it. My tumblr is :) and these shots were all done on a canon TL, some are double exposed, some are not!

    2. I just read this now, because I wanted to tell you that I really enjoy looking at your photo's. Thank you for the reply! I will absolutely follow your Tumblr and check out the camera you use. Thanks! And keep on photographing :)

  6. Wow! Beautiful picutres! 3rd and the last one ♥

  7. ahh thank you all so much!

  8. beautiful!!