At midday in Havana, Cuba I got my eyes on this bit of a street scene. Not much really, just strong colors. But then I saw a couple passing by, and then I knew - Here’s my image. As a remark: I had to wait 40+...
I found this old handmade nails when I moved in to my studio. They feel like a kind of leftover from the past. Used and warnished by time....
Somewhere along the road from Sevilla leading against Malaga I found this house on it’s own. It’s a wreck, but it sure looks to be standing tall, somehow...
A play with shape and form, movement and light. And of course - A fantastic dancer!...
A composition with a concret, yet abstract feel. You really can’t go wrong with these two colors....
A play with surface and the human body all composited in to a new reality....
I’m intrigued by how time gets something so plain, as a piece of wall, into another dimension....