Spring walks in these parts tend to be visually minimalistic.

I once had an encounter in the woods — a perfect example of how spring can quietly undermine a squirrel’s reputation.

Because their energy doesn’t come from within.

A view from a top-floor hotel room in Istanbul is its own kind of therapy.

Once, at the beginning of winter, in a very, very old village, they discovered a very, very old door...

Funny what you stumble upon in these cobbled lanes.

In twilight, the sky’s hues meet the city’s glow.

The road is my closest companion when I travel.

It often happens that you step out of the car for a single shot — and end up finding an entire story.

I’ve always loved shooting canyons, especially from a high vantage point.

Sometimes the perfect Sunday looks suspiciously simple.

Those who trust in flight.

Hands that know their work.

One day we went to the zoo with a simple mission: feed the lemurs some dates. Naturally, we immediately ran into a bit of a situation.

If April Fools’ Day had a face, it would be a meerkat.

Today I'd like to share a find from last summer — I had a chance to observe muskrats right on the banks of the Danube.

Storks don’t look for the perfect place — they make it work.

This is one of those expectation-versus-reality stories.

That day, the sky was overcast, but the snow shone brighter than the sun.

In winter, another artist works here.