Blue hour in Porvoo
Twenty minutes after sunset the river turns the same colour as the sky. I stayed on the old bridge until the lamps came on and the wooden houses lost their red.
Fog on the Esplanadi
A slow morning, a single lens and a lot of grey. Fog makes a busy street look like a stage set; everything past twenty metres simply disappears.
Notes on shooting in rain
Keep a cloth in every pocket, underexpose by a third, and look down: puddles do half of the work.