I was only at a lake for one night with our little camping bus Miro – and I was lucky right away: I was able to take the first misty pictures before sunrise – and it stayed there stubbornly until I was ready for coffee. Then the sun came through. I am a summer child through and through. But this was so beautiful again, and with an infinite tranquillity, that I could perhaps gradually become an autumn child.
(Large format with the Graflex, film Foma 400 @ 3200 with Rodinal 1+25)