“…and the dark mountains got gently kissed awake by the first sunlight…”
“I do not wish to be sad any longer,
and cry of woe for evermore.
He will return after all these years
from the far away and darkest seas.
The flowers are blooming in my garden
and wait with me for his return
and even if he´s far and I´m crying,
up in the lighthouse the fires burn.
Once the time will come, that we will hold again
´cause our love, my sailor man,
never has an end”
(Free translation of a Dutch fisherman song from the 17th century)
“Women think of all colours except the absence of colour. I have said that black has it all. White too. Their beauty is absolute. It is the perfect harmony.” Coco Chanel
The road took a last curve and then it was disappearing completely into the landscape, making the impression that you were on the road to nowhere…
Exactly this feeling occurred, while shooting on this special and lonesome setting. There´s something serene about places like this. Places where no one hardly ever comes…