Winter Waves
Limited Edition
A4 (21×29,7 cm) – Limited to 40
A3+ (32,9×48,3 cm) – Limited to 25
Printed on Hahnemühle Photo Rag Baryta 315 gsm cotton paper with archival pigment inks.
Each print is signed and numbered.
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Winter storms often leave their mark along the outer coast of Hvaler. A day or two after a powerful storm, I visited the rocky shoreline at Viker on Amaløy. The wind had calmed, but the sea was still restless and heavy swells rolled in from the open ocean.
I climbed down close to the water to include the soft pink and orange clouds glowing in the southern sky. The waves didn’t seem too large, but I secured my footing in a crack in the smooth coastal rock and set up my camera and tripod.
Just as I captured this frame, I heard the deep roar of a much larger wave crashing against the rocks beside me. In seconds I was soaked — water in my boots, jeans, and hat — while the camera, thankfully weather-sealed, survived the moment. And luckily my foot was wedged firmly in the rock, otherwise the sea might have taken me with it. This was the last photo of this shoot, before heading home to dry myself and everything in the warm house.
Sometimes the search for the perfect photograph comes with a little more excitement than expected.
Winter storms often leave their mark along the outer coast of Hvaler. A day or two after a powerful storm, I visited the rocky shoreline at Viker on Amaløy. The wind had calmed, but the sea was still restless and heavy swells rolled in from the open ocean.
I climbed down close to the water to include the soft pink and orange clouds glowing in the southern sky. The waves didn’t seem too large, but I secured my footing in a crack in the smooth coastal rock and set up my camera and tripod.
Just as I captured this frame, I heard the deep roar of a much larger wave crashing against the rocks beside me. In seconds I was soaked — water in my boots, jeans, and hat — while the camera, thankfully weather-sealed, survived the moment. And luckily my foot was wedged firmly in the rock, otherwise the sea might have taken me with it. This was the last photo of this shoot, before heading home to dry myself and everything in the warm house.
Sometimes the search for the perfect photograph comes with a little more excitement than expected.
Winter storms often leave their mark along the outer coast of Hvaler. A day or two after a powerful storm, I visited the rocky shoreline at Viker on Amaløy. The wind had calmed, but the sea was still restless and heavy swells rolled in from the open ocean.
I climbed down close to the water to include the soft pink and orange clouds glowing in the southern sky. The waves didn’t seem too large, but I secured my footing in a crack in the smooth coastal rock and set up my camera and tripod.
Just as I captured this frame, I heard the deep roar of a much larger wave crashing against the rocks beside me. In seconds I was soaked — water in my boots, jeans, and hat — while the camera, thankfully weather-sealed, survived the moment. And luckily my foot was wedged firmly in the rock, otherwise the sea might have taken me with it. This was the last photo of this shoot, before heading home to dry myself and everything in the warm house.
Sometimes the search for the perfect photograph comes with a little more excitement than expected.