Today I did a shooting at Rostocks industrial site, the harbour and surrouding installations. Yeah, missed that, last time I was there with Chantal last summer. On my way back, getting warm again and shortly before watching skyfall, I asked my wife on what to … Continue reading#371/364 – Oma (Holls challenge day 4 – something that I miss)
This is not exactly about witch clothes I wore but more about, what I caried in my arms. I had a normal T and a sweater, all grey in grey and not worth mentioning. As said, it’s today more abot what I had im my … Continue reading#370/364 – (Holls challenge day 3 – what You wore today)
What a beautiful, sunny day. I had a check at my backup studio in Schwaan, where a mole now has his winter residence, obviously. I love to see that nature seems to work quiete well. Later a short check at the stormy and cold coast, … Continue reading#369/364 – smile (Holls challenge day 2 – something that makes You smile)
Photographically, I am today somewhat trapped in my own small world – between happy studio events, standard portraits with smiling people and real-world-limits (e.g. limited daylight those days due to 9to5 work). Time to change that! I guess, my fellow readers expect more that. I … Continue reading#368/364 – trapped (Holls challenge day 1 – selfie)
A warm welcome to my (potentially) new followers from Portland, Oregon! Be sure, after a while, You will understand this weird language. At least, You will understand my weird thoughts behind the pictures… So, endlich einmal Chaos wegmachen. Ein Besuch beim örtlichen Möbelhändler sorgt für … Continue reading#367/364 – Aufräumen
Ein Frohes Neues Jahr. Auch den Rotfront-Aktivisten aus der Niklotstraße, die letzte Nacht einmal mehr jedem Klischee eines Anarchisten entsprachen. Ihr habt mich nachhaltig überzeugt: durch das Sprengen von Mülltonnen werden wir dem idealen Staat, ohne Polizei, klassenlos und gleichbestimmt, homophil, anarchisch und visionär, mit … Continue reading#366/364 – the day after
Am 01.01.1985 um ziemlich genau fünf nach eins. Das ist jetzt genau dreißig Jahre her. Gemeinhin wird aber ein weiteres Ereignis gerne vergessen, vor neunundzwanzig Jahren zur gleichen Zeit Auf weitere dreißig Jahre, mindestens…