When least expected

Now the summer has ended I start to recognize the usual symptoms of lack of inspiration again. Unfortunately though these moments come when you least expect it. I say recognizable, because it pretty much always the same seasons. While I do like the summer I actually hate it for my photography. I just don’t like all the greens (I don’t live in a city or nearby the sea). But when the summer ends there is nothing. Nothing that interests me.

I need that break and can only wait for the autumn to arrive. I just never know how long it takes.

All photographs by Wouter Brandsma