Southernland is not really a thing, but it has intentions to become one, at some point. Should it ever succeed a link should show up about here.
Summer light is nice, it lasts forever. In some places at least, say north of 60 degrees, it does. Not here though, not in Southernland. Not because Southernland is so far south, just enough to allow night to be night and change the summer light character quite a bit. It’s still nice, very nice in fact. The hows and the whys and that sort are not too important. Just different. By the way. It’s not […]
Meet Hardingen. A car ferry whose sole purpose is transporting vehicles and their people and whatever else they might be carrying across Hardangerfjorden. Like car ferries do. Well, in 2006 at least, this was Hardingen’s mission. In 2006 when I shot jpegs with a Nikon D100 at ISO 1250 and though it was lovely. Sure the chroma noise was borderline evil but even back then there were decent tools available to deal with chroma noise. […]
Above and to the left of Southernland, Westernland is but a link on a chain, or a drop on a window, blocking the view to the ocean where it belongs.
Looking hard enough at a scene attempting to not come across as being utterly lost, the scene might eventually look back, nodding in acceptance, not knowing any better.
From Southernland. Which isn’t a thing, really, but has intentions to become one, at some point. Failure to fulfill is conceivable.
