There are two ways to tell winter has arrived, besides the cold winds. The size of the waves and that I have returned to the edge between land and sea of Co. Clare with my camera. It’s been a long time coming. A bit rusty but oh the joy…!
Wild Atlantic Way
Our home, the blue marble we call Earth and every living thing that inhabit it, matters deeply to me. This, I hope, shines through in my photography. An art-form which expresses the natural world as I see and maybe even more sense it. It is the world through my eyes,
“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