Life is simple. In an Indian summer.
Life is simple. Having a diary.
Life is simple. Looking at Flanders Fields.
‘The painter constructs, the photographer discloses.’
(railway station blues)
(Delight in our garden)
(I wanted to go to Watou, but the crowd expelled me – so I created my own arts festival again)
(People at the neanderthaler meeting)
(People at the fair)
(Those were the days – they say)
(Photography as a way of providing information, news, game details, screenshots, downloads, and links.)
(Happening in Flanders, result of a branded strategy)
(Happening an hour ago – sorry for the visual inconvenience)
Let’s hate Flanders.
Everything deviates in Flanders for the appearance.
A stain I didn’t notice.
(Photography as a way of collecting data of life)
(Photography as a way of analyzing a small catastrophy)
(Photography as a way of analyzing data of life)
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