Four days in a row thousands of people lined the 100 km (62 mile) route, watching from motorway bridges as the cortege travelled from Eindhoven to the military base at Hilversum where the bodies will remain until they can be identified, a task that could take months. As the cortege passed, drivers spontaneously stopped their cars and watched silently from the side of the motorway. Some clapped in tribute, others threw flowers on the hearses.
This is a very small photo selection to give an impression of the first Loeren bij de Boeren (Peeking at the Farmers) festival on sunday july 6th, which took place at several locations on the Beusichemseweg just outside the city Houten in Utrecht.
On 23 May this year I had my first photoshoot with a hired model; Sue-Ann van Arkel. It was a very informative session from the awkward start to fun with high-key, low-key, respecting the rules and violating them.
This is my photo report that gives an impression of the Grauzone festival on friday january 31st, which was hosted by The Melkweg for the 2nd time and was completely dedicated to New Wave music then and now.
Although I believe that street photography primarily comes the strongest in black and white, there are photos where color is essential to the picture.
This year I started cathing people capturing images. It’s nice when they are surprised to discover that I was shooting them while they themselves photographed.
In the fall of last year, I began photographing on street with unknown people in the picture. Before that time, I waited an eternity for the moment that no one ruined my desired scene. Since then, I wait forever until the right person fills my image in a proper manner. I’m still very uncomfortable with capturing strangers and keep working on my progression as a streetphotographer.
Just when I wanted to photograph the black convertible ‘Snoek’ (a Dutch nickname for the old Citroen DS, meaning pike), this very large, bold and slender man -into his long black leather coat- came along.
For the inside cover of an album by Joe the Prang’d on Notes of Exclamations I wanted to use a photograph of a gravestone. Therefore I visited -alone, in silence, between so many people- several graveyards and made more beautiful sober photos than strictly necessary.