Museum Boijmans
Lines at Boijmans, photo Ton Zijlstra license CC BY NC SA

Some years ago E and I visited Rotterdam for a weekend, and we also visited the Boijmans van Beuningen museum. This is a shot of their inner court yard, where the lines invite you to play.

The Boijmans is closed until 2026, while major renovations take place, and while they are building an amazing new structure next door that will serve as the new depot. A mirroring bowl, with trees on top.

Now that we haven’t been able to travel much and the daily scenery isn’t much different from day to day, I’ve taken to browsing through my Flickr photo archive where I keep over 30.000 photos of the past 16 years. Last week I printed a number of photos to put in the frames on the window sills of my home office. I will be posting some of them here this week.

Bicycles
Swans and bicycles
photo Ton Zijlstra, license CC BY NC SA

Leaving the tiny Haarlem Spaarnwoude railway station, you cross over a water course that runs parallel to the tracks and the platform. On the bridge I looked straight down in 2006 and saw this composition. Bicycles dumped with their wheels aligned, juxtaposed with two swans feeding next to each other, or perhaps checking out what else got dumped in their habitat. Clouds reflected on the murky water. After 15 years I still like this strange composition viewed from straight above, and printed it for my window sill.

Now that we haven’t been able to travel much and the daily scenery isn’t much different from day to day, I’ve taken to browsing through my Flickr photo archive where I keep over 30.000 photos of the past 16 years. Last week I printed a number of photos to put in the frames on the window sills of my home office. I will be posting some of them here this week.

Grain field

In 2013 we spent the month of July in France, and one of our first stops was Orléans. We rented bicycles to cycle from the campground south of the Loire river to the city. As the cathedral dominated the skyline, we rode through fields of grain shimmering silvery and brightly in the burning sun as the wind blew through them, and bordered by bright red poppies. Having stopped to take some photos, I took this shot of E.

Now that we haven’t been able to travel much and the daily scenery isn’t much different from day to day, I’ve taken to browsing through my Flickr photo archive where I keep over 30.000 photos of the past 16 years. Last week I printed a number of photos to put in the frames on the window sills of my home office. I will be posting some of them here this week.

A cellist in the garden of the Lousiana Museum
photo Ton Zijlstra, license CC BY NC SA

The Lousiana is a beautiful museum that we love visiting. Hidden in the landscape north of Copenhagen with a beautiful sculpture garden looking out over the sea. In October 2012 we enjoyed lovely sunlight at the end of the afternoon, strolling through the garden. A cellist had his picture taken, for a portret, poster or album sleeve I assume. I printed this photo because of its greenness, to put it next to the red photo I shared earlier this week.

Now that we haven’t been able to travel much and the daily scenery isn’t much different from day to day, I’ve taken to browsing through my Flickr photo archive where I keep over 30.000 photos of the past 16 years. Last week I printed a number of photos to put in the frames on the window sills of my home office. I will be posting some of them here this week.

Next door to Torre AgbarThe lightened plane of conversation
photo Ton Zijlstra, license CC BY NC SA

During the same 2013 trip to Barcelona as yesterday’s photo, I took this shot. My father and I were walking past the Barcelona Design Museum on our way to Torre Agbar. I took this photo through the windows at the front of the building, through to the other side of the building, where at the back of the museum people were sitting on the steps leading to a pool. I very much like the division in different planes, much like a Mondriaan, but then without his primary colors, and much more understated, yet with three people conversing in the brightest part surrounded by lines.

Now that we haven’t been able to travel much and the daily scenery isn’t much different from day to day, I’ve taken to browsing through my Flickr photo archive where I keep over 30.000 photos of the past 16 years. Last week I printed a number of photos to put in the frames on the window sills of my home office. I am posting some of them here this week. This one I did not print, for now, but it is on my longlist.

Fatal Fake / Street ArtFatal Fake
photo Ton Zijlstra, license CC BY NC SA

Wherever I go I tend to take photos of street art that catches my eye. I like the random encounters with creative expression when you stroll through a city, and how they’re add-ons to an environment that wasn’t meant to welcome them. In March 2013 I visited Barcelona together with my father. Two years before his death but already ill he invited me on this city trip meant as an opportunity to bridge some of the distance between us. We talked and explored the city, we enjoyed the food and wine. My photos from the trip are a colourful mixture of Gaudi architecture and street art. The image of the Rolleiflex-camera above, this one branded ‘Fatal Fake’ (which might be a reference to the game of that name), jumped out to me because of the colors, the rust and different tones of red, plus how the holes in the metal above make it look like it was ripped from a notepad.

Now that we haven’t been able to travel much and the daily scenery isn’t much different from day to day, I’ve taken to browsing through my Flickr photo archive where I keep over 30.000 photos of the past 16 years. Last week I printed a number of photos to put in the frames on the window sills of my home office. I will be posting some of them here this week.