An incredibly short break in the Netherlands saw us doing over 800 miles in the car and spending some time exploring with our god daughter, it is wonderful to be part of her life – frustrating at how well at 3 year old she can understand English and yet we struggle to communicate anything in Dutch -but it is lovely to see how she has grown through my photography… and also how much my photography has improved between visits.
Just over a year ago – February 2015 – I blogged about the family photos I took, and in the last 14 months Fenna has changed significantly but so has my photography.
Above we are heading into the channel tunnel – a tricky shot, no flash, it had to be fast enough to freeze the movement but I had to capture the details inside the dark cab of our camper and outside in the train.
Setting the scene – a leg stretch in a dutch village – wandering around we noticed that there was very little in the way of historic buildings, if felt that it was built for a purpose rather than evolved like a UK town, but after learning more about the effect of the war on the Netherlands you understood how much destruction took place.
This was taken with flash, bounced off the ceiling to capture the interaction between our god daughter and her mum, she was opening a gift we had brought over and at this point our English voices were a little overwhelming.
A fast shutter speed captures Fenna in action running across the bridge, she was racing her Dad at the time who was running along side.
My eldest and my god daughter – it is amazing how quickly they grow up, and how important moments like these are to treasure.
Not quite as sharp as I would have liked – but I love the expression on her face and how mush she has grown, the catch lights from the windows really add something to the image – I really like being able to capture natural images and wish I could have captured my own children like this.
We visited the War Museum at Overloon, it was fascinating place – it was interesting to read and discover about the 2nd world war from a different perspective and how it effected the lives of our friends’ families and their relatives. I really had not realised how long after we (the British) started celebrating that the war was over that the destruction and the battles continued in Europe. To see different equipment, different memories and different versions of the same story was really though provoking.
This is my god daughter in the museum, playing under the barbed wire, among the sand bags with military vehicles all around… a situation she could have been in if we were around in the 2nd world war, although as the photos around the museum clearly portrayed she would have been half starved, dirty, probably cold or under dressed, a complete contrast to today.
It is amazing how much technology and the speed at which things happen has significantly moved on, records of the events – now exist mainly in the digital form… print is so important – printed images outlast wars and share an insight into historic events, that can be looked at by every generation, and although good composition is important recording the moment is more so, and sharing those moments with others.
More images from the trip can be found here: Private Gallery