Every time when I drive to Brussels, I pass by this old Nazi prison camp. It's next to a very busy highway and the watch tower is known by most people here. On a sunny day, the view doesn't have much impact but when it's dark and cold I always think in how life must have been those days. More info here.
copyright: gerd kozik/ yarin asanth/ dog named Boo 2019
The second day I got up early, one hour earlier as yesterday. Again this voice in my head. I think the multi-vitamin tablets are too strong. As I was at the lake before six o'clock I asked myself what I am doing there. The voice: Took some night shots. So I did. Everything as yesterday:
1. Ice fingers & ice feet
2. handmade rolls and coffee
3. felt like zombie on an empty planet
Additionally big big big clouds. I saw the sun after 2 hours. I felt like a fish stick again because it was forbidden to move on the jetty because of the long exposures.
The photo here is from yesterday.
Luckily I had Boo by my side in this f*** cold.