street and travel photography
Die Metereologen hatten Sturm vorausgesagt. Auf dem Weg nach Zeeland (NL) sahen wir direkt vor uns auf einen Laster, der von einer Sturmböe fast gekippt wurde und einen kurzen Moment nur auf zwei Rädern fuhr. Schließlich erreichten wir Zoutelande . Wir kamen kaum aus dem Wagen, so stark drückte der Wind gegen die Türen. Erst […]
Hamburg kenne ich vor allem aus meiner Zeit als Wehrpflichtiger in Hamburg-Harburg. Ich erinnere mich gut an schnöselige Unteroffiziere, die nach Dienst fröhlich in ihren Golf Cabrio hüpften, nachdem sie uns auf dem Kasernenhof hinreichend getriezt hatten. Klingt fast schon wie ein Historienroman: Kaserne! Wehrpflichtiger! Golf Cabrio! Das muss Ende der 80er, Anfang der 90er […]
The film negatives I rediscovered a couple of days ago must have fallen into a bowl of salt and pepper- but I do love the pics anyway. Reminding me of a beautiful time with choreographer Anastasia Valsamaki and dancer Gavriela Antonopoulou in the Krama dance studio in Athens (May 2018), when they were developing and rehearsing their dance solo […]
Ich wusste nicht, ob ich in diesen Corona Zeiten wirklich nach Athen reisen sollte. Aber dann wollte ich auf jeden Fall Gavi und Anastasia treffen, zwei Tänzerinnen, mit denen ich zusammen im nächsten Jahr ein Fotoprojekt auf der Insel Samothraki realisieren will. Also bin ich hin. Habe ein Hotel ziemlich genau in der Plaka gebucht. […]
When we left the plane in Thessaloniki a couple of weeks ago we had to make a COVID 19 test. Luckily the result was negative, so we left for the Greek island of Samothraki 10 days later after staying at my sisters house. In my baggage: a Leica M6 with a 50mm Summarit 2.4 lens, […]
When I looked out of my hotel window, sometimes I saw the tram. I also heard it quite often, lying awake in my bed at night, the Krymska street in front of the hotel silent except the occasional pleasant sound of the tram. I travelled a lot with the tram, it’s cheap and you get […]
The last few days in Prague. At first the museums and theatres closed. Then the cafes and restaurants. The railways transported fewer and fewer people who preferred to stay at home. Certainly also because it is no fun to go outside when you hear the sirens of ambulances or police cars more and more often. […]
It’s raining a lot on my first day in Prague. Pale light. People are passing by with washed out faces. As if all the warm colours are hiding behind the shop windows, where the real life retreats.
Blue seemed to me the color of Turin. Elegant and cold. Not the color of romanticism. And certainly not the color of longing for a spiritual immaterial world, which often is associated with the color ‚blue‘. When you put all colors in one elegant crystal vessel and stir them with a with a shiny mixing […]
Turin. The first evening it was raining. Almost no one on the streets. The restaurants empty as a Calvinist hell. Pretty much the antithesis of any imagined Italian city. The next morning I looked through the hotel window and the sky seemed promising enough to go out for a long walk.Trying to find the elegance […]
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