I could wax lyrically about where the fascination with such photographs started and how I continued this for so many years.  The perfect version of this picture has lived in my mind for years and I guess with each attempt, I chip away at it.

During my time in Denmark, I lived in a modernist dorm surrounded by flat land.  All of it stood out in its starkness.  Even the words in Danish had a flat starkness to them that I to this day find fascinating.  Denmark marked a new beginning in my life, a new chapter and I think this type of stark flat photograph may have come from there.

I continually looked for examples of how to capture this perfect photograph.  I guess with each attempt, I chip away at it.  I keep trying:

In no way does this look Danish.  But it is weird and stark.