Dries Buytaert

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This page shows my latest photos, newest first. They offer a glimpse into my personal life. I have over 10,000 photos on my site. For older photos, check out my photo albums. You can subscribe to my photo stream using RSS or sign up for a monthly email with curated photos.

A woman inspecting the A/C unit on the roof of a van at a wooded campsite.
Vanessa climbed onto the roof of our van to inspect the A/C. Condensation had leaked inside and fried the circuit board.
A red neon sign reading 'Mono no aware' on a dark wood wall above an empty restaurant table.
My 98-year-old Oma has been in the hospital for over a week, and she's been on my mind a lot. At a Japanese restaurant in Charleston, I asked ChatGPT to translate this sign. The characters spell 'Mono no aware', a Japanese phrase for the gentle sadness of impermanence. It felt unexpectedly fitting.
A woman reclines in a camp chair beside a fire pit at sunset with a camper van parked behind her.
We camped on Cedar Island, North Carolina, at a quiet and remote campsite near the water.
A woman behind a camper van grilling food near sandy dunes.
We camped in the dunes at Assateague State Park, famous for its wild horses. The ocean wind was so strong that we had to grill behind the van just to get the grill hot enough.
View from the back of a ferry packed with cars and vans crossing open water.
Took the van to Long Island on the Cross Sound Ferry.
A man and a boy play chess, the boy leaning forward in concentration as the man moves a piece.
During Easter break, the boys were off from school, so we organized a "chess camp" at our house. I invited my chess coach to join us for three days, and we played a lot of chess. Some days more than eight hours. We all loved it, and I'm hoping it becomes a father-son activity for years to come.
Standing stone at Stonehenge with the Heel Stone in the foreground, viewed from within the monument.
Stonehenge has stood here for over 4,000 years, built by Neolithic communities. At midsummer, the sun rises in line with the stones and the Heel Stone. Standing here, you think about the generations of people who stood here before.
Road sign warning of tank crossings in a grassy landscape.
One of the strangest road signs I've ever seen.
A lit butcher shop window at dusk, with a woman waiting on the street beside a historic church.
I stopped at a butcher's window for a quick photo. She came back to see what was taking so long. Every photographer knows this moment.
A food truck parked beside Bath Abbey, serving doner, burgers, and chips to a small crowd at dusk.
Bath Abbey has stood here for over 1,300 years and food has been served in its shadow for centuries.
A barista pouring milk at an espresso machine decorated with Polaroid photos.
A coffee machine, covered in stories.
Old gravestones in a shaded cemetery, surrounded by trees and greenery.
A quiet corner of Bath, UK, shaped by time.
Cars line up on a wide street in downtown Chicago, with tall buildings on both sides and the sun low between them.
Downtown Chicago traffic in the last light of the day.
Four men sit on a sidewalk in downtown Chicago and play drums on cheap plastic buckets.
Street performers in downtown Chicago.
Close-up of a skier wearing a helmet.
Ben grabbed my camera and used my goggles as a mirror to capture the mountains behind us.
Smiling man in ski goggles relaxes in a lounge chair after skiing, holding a drink and bundled in winter layers.
Ben's smile says it all.
Skiers descend a wide snowy slope toward a thick bank of clouds, with mountain peaks behind.
Skiers about to enter the clouds.
Two men stand by a gas grill, smiling as they turn steaks and sausages with tongs during a winter barbecue on a snowy chalet deck.
It was the men's turn to cook, so we took over the grill behind the chalet and put together a proper winter BBQ: five kinds of meat and plenty of vegetables. For dessert, we whisked sabayon by hand, spooned it over ice cream, and finished it with raspberries on top.
Person in orange helmet and ski boots stands on a snowy ridge at Bochard summit, photographing the Chamonix valley and surrounding snow-covered mountains.
Bochard summit, with the whole valley of Chamonix below.
Six friends sit around a table, melting raclette cheese and pouring wine, laughing while serving potatoes and meats from shared plates.
The first day of skiing is in the books. Our legs are tired and our cheeks still glow from the cold. It's raclette night. The cheese melts slowly, the wine disappears a little faster, and with every refill the stories around the table seem to improve.
Four friends take a smiling selfie on a ski lift, wearing helmets and goggles, holding ski poles while riding above snowy mountain slopes.
Stefaan, Ben, Klaas and I have known each other for 30 years, and this is our first time skiing together. Worth a selfie.
Man leans back on a sunny deck chair, hands clasped, sunglasses on his head, beside a small table with a beer bottle.
Some afternoons don't need an agenda.
A young toddler with blond hair gazes upward in wonder at a waitress.
Dining out can feel like the whole world is happening above your head.
A snow covered wooden alpine chalet glows with warm interior light against a dark purple winter sky.
Somewhere inside, a bottle of red wine is open, ski gloves are drying by the wood fire, and the day is slowly winding down.
A young child leans over birthday cupcakes ready to blow out the candles.
A year of waiting, now right in front of him.