Just another evening swim at the water sport club… The sea was lovely and cool. This time Lucky the dog was there.. She went for a swim also, jumping from a height of 1,5 meters into the sea, one rather elegant jump… even though Lucky is a bit on the chubby side. She then swam to the small diving platform and tried to make her way up the stairs… someone helped her onto the platform where she spent the next half hour getting patted by the kids, while the sun was setting in the background. Finally, she decided to go back to the mainland, but it took some gathering her courage before she was able to jump back into the water. In the meantime, two older gentlemen are sitting down for a chat, one of them cracking mussels he just fished out of the sea, feeding them to the seagull, who looks like just another regular member of the club. Some girls are posing for group pics against the sunset while their hair is waving in the wind, and the waiter whom they asked to help them is patiently taking one shot after another. We make our way towards the small, but very pretty pastry store where we order some eclairs and tea. We sit down on the terrace and enjoy the view just a little longer, while the sun is making its way all the way into the sea, lighting up the Istanbul skyline in the background. Out of nowhere a lot of dragonflies appear and they are dancing all around the little harbour… On Burgazada (the next island) the street lights light up. A small boat arrives and in the background Leonard Cohen sings ‘dance me to the end of love’…. finally, we get up to ramble our way back home. Bayram guests are arriving for the evening meal. The moon looks like it wants to be a full moon again in a few days time and the streets are quiet. So quiet that you almost feel like you can put your hand on the silence… the wind is warm, and we walk back slowly through streets and gardens where people are sitting on their balconies chatting, murmuring, eating.. The deep pink sky gives a last warm glow to the buildings and the shadows carry us all the way home..
One day later… Again, the evening air is warm, circling around like a gentle wind, touching our cheeks, the skin on our bare arms.. Some quiet excitement is in the air, people are walking in the street, horse drawn carriages are carrying passengers from the pier into the night… bells ringing, horses snorting and the familiar sound of their hoofs clacking on the road. Children are out playing and the dogs have given up their warm spot on the asphalt to show that they, too are a little excited. Some chasing and jolly barking, but nothing too serious. I walk past the little mosque, the green lights lighting up the canopy of the trees. The men are praying inside, while the women stay on the doorstep, to watch their children playing in the courtyard. The garbage containers are just outside, their smell never pleasant, but even thicker in the warm evening air.. I hurry past them, not wanting to breathe in more than necessary and quickly forgetting this short interruption of an otherwise fairy tale like, other worldly existence. A cat silently scoots across the street, a dark shadow completing the scenery for just one fleeting moment.
A few weeks before we all had to stay home because of the Corona crisis, I started a very nice project; photographing the hospice in Hilversum where I work as a volunteer, giving care to the residents.
For all their internal and external communication they wanted to have a great variety of photographs; photo’s that show the hospice, the beautiful garden, the rooms where the residents live, the other facilities, the contribution the volunteers make, the professional and caring attitude of the nursing staff, etc. etc.
By now, I have been there a few times and half the job is done. Whenever I go there as a volunteer, I take my camera with me. The garden is changing continuously, getting more beautiful every day. And there is always something, a special moment, beautiful light, etc. that invites a photograph.
Kajan is a ‘high end’ hospice, providing professional care to people that are in the last stage of their life. The hospice has 7 rooms and a staff of very committed and dedicated nurses as well as a professional management team and a small army of volunteers (140!). In no other environment have I seen such loving care and empathy for our fellow humans, it is truly heart warming and humbling.
If you are interested in volunteering, the hospice is always looking for new volunteers to join their staff. Please do check out their website www.hospicekajan.nl, or contact me if you need an introduction.
Courtesy of the Corona crisis, we all got used very quickly to our online meetings… Appointments, yoga lessons, Friday afternoon office drinks, doctor consultations, meetings, congresses, and many many more things, I assume.
For me, it is fantastic to see that we are figuring out the best way to do this, as we go along. We cooperate, use our creativity, evaluate and inspire each other to find solutions, to do better, to make the best of our current circumstances.
At this congress, this was also very much the case. It was the first time that this event was held online. The outcome and general opinion was very positive and much was learned to improve future meetings.
The organizing committee decided to gather in a physical location (and yes… as you can see, plenty of space for 1,5 mtr distance) to make their cooperation more efficient. In order to make the congress a bit more visible, and have something tangible to share during the congress and afterwards, I was asked to help photographing the event on and off screen.
Throughout the years I have photographed this family several times. Not so strange, considering they are my cousins, bonus cousins, girlfriends and of course my sweet daughter!
The intention for this shoot was to take the same photos’, in the same spot, on the same bench as years before. Time does not stand still however, everything changes, we are all getting older and benches do change location sometimes.
All the same, we had a lot of fun!
These photo’s have been taken at the Nautical quarters in Huizen, NL.
If all went well, this little blue tit is a big bird now… This photograph was taken in the spring of 2018, when we had a nest of blue tits in our garden. One day I noticed that the babies were all taking turns in looking at the outside world before they had the courage to get out and fly. I casually took my camera and took some shots. Little did I know that it was a unique event.. once they leave the nest, they do not come back anymore. I was very lucky that day.
Thanks to my dear friend Marita from Key Conference Support, I was given the opportunity to photograph the yearly congress of the IHE/RSO organisations, both working in the health care sector. Photographing the speakers, exhibitors, networking and main atmosphere were their key wishes. It was a one day meeting that passed in no-time. I was especially impressed with the hospitality of the venue, the Sint Maartenskliniek in Nijmegen.
A camera, with a big lens (lots of glass!), and flash on top of it… is a lot of weight to carry around… and hours of photoshopping behind the computer did not help either… After years of stiff shoulders/neck and regular head aches, I ended up in Cobus & Lieke’s practice for Chiropraxia… I am so grateful for their help and support, and so is my spine! I feel much, much better.. more than hours of physiotherapy, massage, manual therapy, exercises and a few other treatments were ever able to achieve.
Interchiro has two practices, one in Leiden and in Amsterdam. Here is the website: https://www.interchiro.nl/.
I was honored and pleased to photograph both of them.
Thank you so much Cobus & Lieke!