We are wanderers.always have been...

When we travel, we feel our souls ignite. It is how we fuel our creative fire, broaden our minds and hearts and cultivate a life of gratitude. It is during our travels that we gather all the knowledge we need to live life to the fullest and to have a greater understanding of not only our own minds but of different cultures, religions and ways of living we encounter.



Sticky date finger journeys and pomegranate juice stained chins. We spent days with sticky little date fingers and pomegranate juice stained chins, giving up on trying to get the sweetness of our hand and lips... It was such a simple pleasure to find such childlike joy in those somewhat strange looking fruits.

We broke bread on street corners, tried nous nous épices for the first time... and then a second and a third, watched spice merchants sell their ware and stalked alley-cats and cart laden donkeys down winding pink-walled passageways. 

We passed artisans with primitive looking tools and broken fingernails and got a little teary at the treasures that took shape underneath their hands... It really was the combination of metal and the lack thereof dreamt up in intricate designs that made the light dance and play in each hand-crafted lamp...

So yes, we got a little teary... magic always gets us teary.

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From africa to europe and beyond...

A young Zanzibari girl in an emerald dress and headscarf leaning on her bicycle.
Masai men in traditional gear standing on Nungwi beach in Zanzibar.
An old blue and turquoise building with a palm tree in the front in Stone Town, Zanzibar.
Ears and mane of a white horse.
Sultanahmet Mosque in Istanbul at sunrise.
Walking on the beach in Jambiani, a young girl plays in the sand as the sun is about to set.
An old white pickup van standing in front of a turquoise building in Stone Town.
The rooftop of a hammam in Istanbul and a view over the city.
A traditional wooden dhow stranded on the beach in Jambiani as the tides change.
A lit streetlamp in Nyhaven during Christmas in Copenhagen.
A fruit and vegetable stall at Torvehallerne in Copenhagen.
Two bicycles park at a sign for the fun fair in Copenhagen.
Laundry drying on a washing line in Odense, Denmark.
The iconic row of colourful houses and moored boats in Nyhaven, Copenhagen.
A picturesque door in a side street of Copenhagen.


We truly believes that when one travels, when we soak up different cultures, different lands, it makes us all better people, better photographers. Dust and Dreams Photography was after all established to combine our greatest passions in life:

travel, creative living and creating timeless images for our clients.

“We are travelers on a cosmic journey, stardust, swirling and dancing in the eddies and whirlpools of infinity. Life is eternal. We have stopped for a moment to encounter each other, to meet, to love, to share. This is a precious moment. It is a little parenthesis in eternity.”