Summer

This photographic base was shot in Mendocino, California, USA

Printed on Fine Art Hahnemühle Hemp Natural Line 290 g/m2- total piece sized 100 x 66.7cm

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Summer
When the Wind Remembers What It Was Like to Be Young

One could say that Thomas Haensgen’s Summer is simply a photograph of reeds against the blue sky in Mendocino, California—but that would be like claiming Van Gogh just painted a few sunflowers. This image is not merely a documentation of pampas grass swaying in the summer wind; it is a poetic statement about the very nature of time itself.

Look closely: this is not just a snapshot; it is a whisper from the past. The reeds bend in all directions, like old friends reuniting at a garden party after years apart, each one trying to outdo the other with stories of a time long gone yet somehow still present.

Light as an Accomplice to Memory- Perspective is everything. Haensgen forces us to see the grass not as mere decoration in a landscape but as an architectural structure, a wild network resisting the sky’s order. It feels as if the wind, caught in a moment of youthful mischief, has decided to stay forever. The soft beige and golden hues of the reeds seem to glow from within, as if they have not only experienced summer but absorbed it entirely.

In a way, Summer recalls Edward Weston’s early nature studies, yet with an almost impressionistic approach—like Monet discovering photography and deciding that the world should be captured not just in color, but in movement. At the same time, there is a Japanese restraint in the composition, a quiet reverence for organic form reminiscent of Hokusai’s woodblock prints.

A Work That Feels Like a Memory You Never Made- What makes Summer so special is its ability to stir a longing within you, even if you can’t quite say for what. Maybe it’s a summer from your childhood, or a place you’ve never been. It’s that feeling when you stand in the kitchen on a warm evening, watching the sunlight dance across the tiles, convinced that something magical is about to happen—only for the phone to ring, and it’s just a call for your roommate.

With Summer, Thomas Haensgen doesn’t just capture a visual moment—he captures a feeling. A sense of movement and stillness at once. Of memory and presence. Of the kind of summer that doesn’t exist on calendars but lingers in the air for the briefest second before drifting away.