I hiked to the top, on my way back down I turned around and this sight met my eyes… December moon rising over Black Head, The Burren, Co. Clare, Ireland.
December moon rising over Black Head, Co. Clare, Ireland.
The last photographs from a mesmerising day surrounded by these wild goats of the Burren and in particular this male intrigued and impressed me and still does as I look at the photographs now. Such presence, such strong expressions…
Captivated by the stare of the wild goats of the Burren. Revealing nothing whilst staying calm, curious and cool.
“A photograph is a song. The photographer’s voice is in her eye. Sometimes Hanne’s eye casts a soft light in darker places, and other times the light is blinding. Hanne’s photographs remind me how great it is, to be alive. They are pure poetry, with no need for words. And
Once again I participated in Doolin Writers Weekend, the fifth of its kind. It was also here I had my first photography exhibition in 2015 which brought me further into my world of photography. This weekend, I was behind the lens playing with light (or the lack of it), grainy