Description by my daughter, who also takes very good pictures:

Through his photography, I see the artist in my father. I see his view of things, his sense of aesthetics and his penchant for perfection to give a photo just the right angle and frame. I was able to learn many tricks from my father, and I have a lot of fun going photo hunting with him. We are then like Little Red Riding Hood in the forest and go from one beautiful flower to the next, even more beautiful flower and so on, to then devote all our attention to a particularly special scenery and capture every view of it. Of course, to get these different angles, you must position yourself differently and so it often happened that we crouched on the ground or took up position in a rather daring place to take a very special snapshot. In these moments, you can feel the artist becoming daring for his work. And when we are in such a flow, we also forget the time, so that we have already come into uncomfortable situations because it suddenly gets dark in Asia from one moment to the next. But Golden Hour is inconveniently just before dawn... and there is no way we can miss it.

I wish everyone who looks at my father's photos a lot of fun and imagining how this photo came about.