I have travelled through Patagonia quite a lot and the rugged landscapes have been a huge inspiration for me. But even in a place were beauty is abundant you have to go a bit further – so, by the end of our last stay we left the well…

We had planned to visit Iceland in June, but due to a few circumstances beyond our control we were forced to postpone our trip to September. In the end this turned out to be a good choice: less tourists and the prospect of viewing the northern lights…

There's a lot more to discover about Iceland than just epic landscapes. But although Iceland is well known for its literature, I for one did not pay too much attention to icelandic sagas – at least not until we had photographed a lava…

After all these posts with a landscape tag I think it's about time for a little change. It's not all about mountains, streams and coastlines - so here we go: here's a wildlife image from just little over a year ago.

It takes some time to accomodate to the sulfurous air, but the smell only adds to the otherworldly experience of a visit to the Hverir high-temperature area, where smoking steam vents and bubbling mud pots are scattered right next do Iceland’s Ring Road.

Today, after my last post's visit to Iceland's icy and well-known shores (check out: "Beached Jewel") I'm going to take you to one of South Africa's secluded gems. Hidden away and well protected by a long and bumpy dirt road lies a unique…

In my last post "Last Moments of Light" I tried to explain why I prefer shooting at little known locations far away from civilization. That's right, I do strive for a certain amount of uniqueness and adventure in my images but drawing the conclusion that I wouldn't stop for shooting an icon right next to the main road would be completely wrong.

If you're a photographer yourself, you may well have experienced that the most demanding challenges you face are the ones that leave lasting memories. It's the outer circumstances that make those moments, regardless whether they are of success or failure, so special. A picture taken from a car park, no matter how iconeous the scenery or dazzling the light, will never be the same as one that you took one day's march away from civilization.

I don't do black & white conversions very often. It's not that I don't like working in monochrome. I rather think that creating a truly shining b&w image is way harder than working in colour. All possible flaws become far more prominent when you reduce a photograph to it's minimum: contrast and texture.

There was no time to scout for another composition. I didn't want to miss a second of what was going on on the main stage (more on that in another post). I simply turned around, positioned my tripod, pressed the shutter button twice and…