street and travel photography
Neun Monate Auszeit. Die Dauer einer Schwangerschaft. Ein kurzer Flug nur, und dann bin ich zeitlich und räumlich rausgefallen aus der Routine, um mir neue zu schaffen. Am ersten Morgen nach der Ankunft bei meiner Schwester gehe ich über das Grundstück, das zum Haus gehört, streichle einen der beiden jungen Schäferhunde, den mit dem hängenden […]
This time I wanted to bring just an analog camera with me. The small, beautiful and remarkably heavy Rollei 35 with a Tessar lens. Loaded with Kodak Portra 400 (pushed one stop). Every year I travel with a bunch of good friends to the Netherlands for a few days at the sea in winter time. […]
If you don’t have any problems, talk about the weather. Well, it’s pretty cold – and end of February. The wind’s biting your face. At least the sun’s stretching out, creating sinister games of light and shadow. I wish I had the blood of a Sibirian, but than I most probably would drink more alcohol […]
This time I was’t in the mood. At all. To join the masses of drunken youngsters, already heavily poisoned with alcohol at noon. But I had to. This is my annual routine. Carnival in Cologne is sometimes touching and sometimes funny. But in the Zülpicher Strasse it’s always hell. And so I went, took my […]
It was a relatively bright Saturday morning when I heard in the radio that this winter has been the darkest for a long time. And you can feel it. This lack of light creeping into your system to smother your vitality. I took my camera and found some places with just the right amount of […]
It’s strange, although my mother’s family is originated in the highlands near Cologne, I didn’t visit this region for a long time. Then, a few weeks ago, a friend invited me to stay at his place. And on a foggy day, we went for a walk. The landscape immediately fascinated me. And it wasn’t because […]
I just don’t know, why I have to think about Egon Schiele every time, Vienna passes my mind? Maybe because on my first visit, there was an exhibition in the Leopold Museum and a huge poster with one of his skinny and intensely staring creatures stayed in my brain. Nonetheless, after my visit in Budapest, […]
Budapest. November 2017. The first day it was raining, the second day the sun broke through the clouds. People with sinister faces. Workers, waiters, pedestrians. Not a lot of talk in between. The whole atmosphere so unlike the first time I had visited the Hungarian capital in the early 90’s. Back then, you could sense […]
Yesterday was the 11th of November. The beginning of the carnival session. This year on a Saturday. Myriads of visitors had been announced, and when I left home I saw them: thousands of mostly young people, some of them in gorgeous colorful costumes, a lot of them already drunk. I took quite a long walk […]
I am biased: we have a small house (more a hut than a house) in Samothraki. So this anti-thesis of an cycladic island in the northern aegean always will have a special place in my heart. This year, we nearly got killed in a rockfall. Sometimes one has to work out love – or at […]
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