Conversion and parallels
With the power of sheer will I carry myself to the streets, into the early-fall sun that still has surprising strength if it manages to find you. 'No ambitious workout-like plans today,' I tell myself.
Dialogue
Dialogue is my monthly field report on curiosity, photography, and the systems behind creative work.
It's full of life, I promise
I am here to prove to people you don't need exciting city centers to make nice images, but the silence on these streets makes me almost second-guess myself. Maybe this place is actually boring...?
Hey, you're that guy!
"A newspaper that partly sticks out of a mailbox, a cat in the sun in someone's front garden or a lushly overgrown alley in the city. It is a selection of the photos that Mitchel Lensink (32) has taken in Amersfoort in recent years. His mission: photographing all the streets of the city."
Starting a new photo project
I have started a new photo project and each time I've told people so far, they've looked at me questioningly. I get that, but I don't think I'm crazy. Hear me out.
Inside the beautifully chaotic mind of ReinCarnatie
'Hey, so what if I just made a painting right here on the spot so you can see what materials I use, what my process is, and I just talk you through it a little bit?' Rein casually mentions while he pours me a coffee. I look up at him: 'That's exactly what I would love you to do right now', I reply.
Documenting a writing camp and announcing the giveaway winner
Two things this week. I joined my friends of Doe Gewoon on their writing camp to photograph their process of making music. And, the moment you've all been waiting for, the winner of the fine art print giveaway is here! Let's not waste any time.
Photo essay: Bleached Renaissance (and my first-ever print giveaway!)
A photo essay, two videos and a fine art print giveaway. These are not three separate newsletters.
It's all out there, right now
A good beach has white sand, they tell you. Preferably as finely grained as possible. Like a powder that's sprinkled on the edges of the land. The frosting on the cake, if you will.
Thailand's culture of kindness saved us
Even after years of travel experience, we still had to appeal to the world-famous kindness of the Thai people to be saved from, what could be, a scary situation.
Alone in Las Vegas (and 2023 in review)
This is what the USA looks like from the eyes of a 31-year old photographer who's never visited the country before.
How I learned to embrace my quirks
When I turned sixteen, instead of getting my driver's license for a scooter (which was still as simple as taking a 1-hour theoretical test and paying 40 euros at the door), I bought my first computer for about 500 euros. It almost bankrupted me.
Please take ownership of your work. Nobody else will
It's been about four weeks now. Two hours per day, on average. Loading in the image previews, looking at the contents of the images, and titling everything based on the location they are shot in or the people pictured. Sometimes both. It's an endless stream.
This newsletter was part of a museum exhibition, here's how
Something special has happened. Let me take you along on the main events from September 2023. The first is this newsletter going physical, and the second is the addition of a new product category in my store.
The glorious, life-invigorating act of walking
When I first landed on Craig Mod's website and read he describes himself as a 'writer, photographer, and walker,' I was a little confused. What the hell does it mean to 'be a walker'?
Pseudo-camping and a semi-big walk
My ears are still ringing from the festival when I open my eyes again in the same tent but in a different location. This time though, I can actually enjoy the silence and fresh air.
An improved approach to YouTube (email-subscriber preview)
Making videos, and YouTube more specifically, hasn't been easy for me. I sometimes go months without making a new video. But I think I found a way around this.
Photo essay: Karpathos in between
About the duality of a small Greek island that is yet to be discovered by mass tourism.
I made a book and started an online store. Coincidence?
A pungent smell of fresh ink and recently dried glue enters my nostrils the moment Thijs opens his front door. It’s difficult to pass through his hallway and enter the living room because there’s a literal wall of boxes in the way.