Photoblog and occasional thoughts on technology, life, and culture
A fascinating macro view of the subtle structure of a beached river iceberg on the banks of the Wisła in Poland it appears to have frozen into column-like shards that are compactly pressed together. I m sure there s a very good explanation for why it appears this way.
The minimal architecture of the James Simon Gallery cuts into a wispy cloud passing high above. Strong shadows accentuate the contrast between the structure and the ethereal.
A very beautiful and delicate flower, the Camassia is native to North America, but seen here in the beautiful Britzer Gardens in Berlin. Interestingly the flower s bulb can be harvested for food and was an important food source for both indigenous peoples and settlers.
Palm trees are silhouetted against a darkening evening sky at Parc de la Mar in Mallorca.
I was quite surprised to come across these creatures whilst visiting Prague in early 2026. When I saw them swimming towards us through the river I assumed it was going to be a beaver, but then when they emerged on land it was immediately clear it was something else entirely a semiaquatic rodent from [ ]
A very young trombone player makes sure to look his coolest with dark shades as he performs a free concert with a youth group at the Mirador del Baluard viewing point in Mallorca.
In front of the Eglésia de Santa Eulàlia in Mallorca I spotted an extremely diminutive and well-preserved Fiat 500 vintage car I m pretty sure it was something to do with the wedding that had just finished in the church, and would certainly be a memorable car to drive off in. When I see these [ ]
I can imagine architecture being a very satisfying craft taking the time to go beyond a simple plain wall and ceiling, and adding in extra detailing which might not be noticed consciously by every passer-by, hopefully gives pause to a few who enjoy the variety and contrast from the mundane. If I remember correctly, [ ]
At a lake s edge in Berlin, a tangle of roots splay out into the dark waters and disappear under the reflections of trees above.
Maybe it s ludicrously common, but there s still something absolutely satisfying in a close look at a dandelion gone to seed a globe of delicate seeds ready to lift off on a random gust of wind and go where chance will take them. And of course who can resist their inner child and not blow [ ]