Tulip Whisper

Lisse, The Netherlands
Spring · Apr 2022

A little red tulip, quietly standing among a sea of yellow.

The farmer later confirmed that it really was a mistake — one red bulb somehow making its way into a field meant to be entirely yellow. I imagine it must have been easy to overlook when everything was being planted. By the time the flowers bloomed, there it was, a single splash of red in an otherwise perfect stretch of yellow.

And yet, standing there, it was very naturally the one I noticed first. There was something rather lovely about that unexpected interruption. It broke the uniformity of the field without taking anything away from it. In fact, the red tulip somehow made all that yellow around it even more vivid.

Maybe mistakes aren’t always meant to be fixed. Sometimes they simply become part of the picture, and perhaps even make the whole thing a little more interesting.

Like us, perhaps — occasionally out of place, not quite as planned, but somehow belonging after all.

Full Moon

Copenhagen, Denmark
Winter · Feb 2026

There is something about a full moon that makes me stop and look. At Nyvayn, with the moon hanging bright above the dark landscape, the night seemed unusually still.

The moon waxes and wanes, growing brighter and then slowly disappearing from view. We tend to think of the full moon as the complete version, but it is only one moment in a much longer cycle. In a few days, the light will begin to thin again, and eventually there will be only a sliver.

Perhaps that is what I like about it. There is no need for every phase to be full or bright. The moon simply moves through them, one after another.

And then, quietly, it begins again.

Stepping into the Frame

Tokushima, Shikoku, Japan
Spring · Apr 2018

For years, I was the one behind the camera. And I was a prolific photographer, with folders filled with landscapes, meals, little corners of cities and moments that caught my eye. Yet when I was putting together a collage for our 20th wedding anniversary, I realised something strange: I could hardly find any photographs of the two of us together.

One of the frames we finally remembered to step into.

I had documented so many journeys, but somehow forgotten to include the two people who were making them.

So these days, we make a conscious effort to be in the frame together. Not because every moment needs to be recorded, but because one day, we may want to remember not just where we went, but that we were there together.

Some Places Need No Introduction

Venice, Italy
Winter · Feb 2025

Some places are instantly recognisable. And Venice doesn’t need an introduction.

Few cities carry an identity so effortlessly.

I’ve been here more than once, and perhaps that is why Venice feels less like a place I visit and more like a place I return to. There is something about its quiet beauty, its strange sense of time… the way it seems to exist entirely on its own terms.

One of my favourite cities, always.

A Matter of Perspective

Nakafurano, Hokkaido, Japan
Summer · Jul 2026

It wasn’t the lavender fields that lingered with me long after we left, but the sight of a family of three standing beneath a lone tree, dwarfed by the vastness around them.

There was no time to compose the shot. I caught it almost by instinct, just before the scene disappeared.

Only later, when I looked at the photograph, did I understand what had drawn my eye. The family wasn’t really the subject at all. It was the sheer scale of the place that stayed with me. Their smallness made the space feel even larger, but it also give the photograph a sense of life within all that grandeur.