Tag: sunday mornings at the river

A crater climb in an ocean of white​

Uncategorized, Writing September 2, 2016

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The sky is bright blue for a change, our bellies are full from a continental buffet-style breakfast and the air feels crisp. We’re ready to hike, in every way possible. A volcano crater had loomed on the horizon the last of yesterday’s drive, and that’s where we were headed this morning.
The ground had been slippery when we’d walked out of our room that morning, and we’d been afraid it’d be difficult to drive, but the car had proven worthy and we were speeding along the road as if it was high summer and the roads were dry. The crater looked impressive on the horizon, with its perfectly flat surface. Surrounding it were trails of smoke rising to the sky coming from the local hot springs. All I could think of was the coming hike and the views from the top. Stories about volcanos had littered my life until then, but I’d never been close to one myself and all I could think of was walking along that ridge. Pitch black dirt underneath my feet, never ending views all around. Not for the slightest moment did I think about the anxiety attacks I’d been having lately, why would’ve I?

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Green shimmering endings

On the Road, Uncategorized, Writing August 19, 2016

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It was our last night, we had just devoured a delicious dinner of seafood accompanied by a nice glass of wine and were hanging back in our chairs to give our bellies some space when I looked outside and noticed the stars. What if?

For a moment I hesitated but then decided to look it up regardless, we only had a few hours before our flight would leave but hell, it wasn’t as if we’d be back soon. I grabbed my phone from deep down in my bag and connected to the restaurant’s wifi. It was a clear night, I didn’t need a website to tell me that, but what I didn’t know was if there was any chance of seeing the northern lights tonight. So I opened the tab which I had kept ready for weeks and there it was. 90 percent chance.

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Jola Sopek and glorious mornings

interview, Uncategorized August 14, 2016

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More often than not I think I only do things because I can photograph them: as long as I have a camera with me, it doesn’t matter all that much where I am and where I’m going. I collect slices of reality not because they aid my memory but because they become an extension of the experiences.”

We love our job, especially when we have publications falling on our doorsteps from photographers we hadn’t yet discovered. Jola Sopek is a young photographer from Poland who now made her home in the UK. Jola’s book ‘Morningrise’ was one of the topics we spoke to her about. “Morningrise is a book about dreams. For as long as I can remember, mornings were my favourite time of day, filled with hope and a sense of endless possibilities. I always thought of mornings as if they were physical bodies, palpable and constant. Perhaps that’s why my camera seems to complement mornings so well – they were made for each other.”

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‘A Leap of Faith’ by Dominika Hadelova

On the Road, Uncategorized August 5, 2016

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The future is dark, which is the best thing the future can be, I think. Virginia Woolf.

I draw, I write – the two processes are the same to me; they help me to understand, to make connections. I have no objection to showing the drawings, but when it comes to writing I feel I don’t have the entitlement to write. I mean, publically. I don’t know the rules, English is not my first language. I write about feelings, not facts.

Writing is personal and challenging, yet I find it very gratifying – because it helps me to understand.

I hope that by being personal I can be general too, that someone will relate and we can have a conversation.

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Jonathan Moyal and restless nostalgia

interview, Uncategorized July 20, 2016

French-born photographer Jonathan Moyal’s world contains dark and foggy scenes, women with long hair and a longing for a time he can not return to. Travel plays an important part in his work but it is not the main story, it is more about finding what was lost, a sense of freedom we only seem to experience as a child, without mortgages and bills hovering over our heads. Jonathan takes us back to the time where he and his brother roamed islands and immersed themselves in the beauty of mother nature. Curious about these journeys, we spoke to the young photographer.

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Feline de Coninck and feelings for something lost

interview, Uncategorized July 18, 2016

Moments can be cherished, put away in a hidden room, pulled out context and be reflected upon. They start becoming an entity on their own, creating a longing for that particular time away from reality. The photography of Feline De Coninck works in a similar way: she shoots what she needs to remember. We had a little chat with Feline about her work and feelings for something lost.

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The Ardennes part 1 of 2

Uncategorized, Writing July 18, 2016

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I can’t find my pen, it’s gotten dark now, but it’s ok, a pencil will write the same words. The colours of the world have changed so much in the last few hours. I didn’t even notice, I was lost in another world, flipping the pages of my book until it got hard for me to read the words. The sun had set without me noticing and with it slowly the light had disappeared. I looked up in utter astonishment, and when I did my breath was taken away. Water drops and layers of dew and steam fogged the windows. Obscuring what was outside, covering the world which was now in warm shades of red, orange and yellow where street lights were turned on and in shades of deep dark blue and purple everywhere else.

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Hannelore Commers on longing for ‘a home’ you can no longer return to

interview July 18, 2016

We have been hinting at it for a while and sometimes showed some sneak previews, but today is the happy day where we finally launch Hannelore Commers’ first solo publication ‘Hiraeth’ (try pronouncing that really quickly six times in a row). Because of this joyous fact, we sat down with our favourite Belgian girl and talked about photography, about growing up and about the meaning of that Welsh word she picked as the title of her latest body of work. This girl keeps amazing us, not only with her pictures but with her words as well.

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A Spring Spent in Sweden

Features, Uncategorized February 29, 2016

“Nothing, Everything, Anything, Something: If you have nothing, then you have everything, because you have the freedom to do anything, without the fear of losing something.” ― Jarod Kintz

It is a long time ago now and it feels as if it was. I was a different person back then, a different version of me living in a different world. But I remember those three weeks of getting lost on Swedish roads well. Mum and I had decided it was time for a different kind of holiday, and instead of the warm coast of the south we took to the cold roads of the North. We didn’t have a plan, we didn’t have a list of things we wanted to see or do. All we knew was that we’d drive north and turn back down once time would make us.

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