There was a death in my wife’s family, and we had to suddenly return to Denmark. Pernille’s beloved grandfather, Karl, died last week at the age of 90, and one of his dying wishes was that we all returned for the funeral. There are not many people I would travel halfway around the world for in circumstances such as these, but he was definately one of them. The world is a lesser place with his passing.

Despite the circumstances though, it’s always nice to return to DK. So greetings from lovely Copenhagen. Unfortunately when I arrived the other day, I found out that someone had hacked into my server and so the last few posts I had written were deleted as the server was restored from a previous day. Bloody hackers. I will never understand their motivation. Anyway, I won’t be blogging much in the next few weeks as my computer access is limited, and I have a large family of in-laws to re-acquaint myself with.

Despite that statement, I have been thinking a lot lately about the value of photography in an artistic sense, and the differences between “pretty pictures” and more conceptual images that arouse strong feelings in people. I love pictures that are confronting and challenging, but I equally love a beautiful landscape that speaks of not much more than beauty and peace (as if we’d need more). I suppose it’s all about what turns you on. If I get more time in the next few days I might ruminate on that idea further.