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Tenement Block And Moon
Pure Germany, for Martina. As sober as it probably can get, no frills, yet (for me) of a certain innate beauty I cannot name.
Two Windows
Freilassing is a small town on the German-Austrian border, having grown fast between the World Wars as a significant crossing of railway lines along and cross the border. I sometimes go there for shopping, but more often than not my stay is compulsory due to some hickups in the railway system (percentually small, but often…
Fredys Kampfsportshule – Fredy’s Martial Art Shool
Update: Modified the spelling of the title to better reflect the German (Un-)orthography. Don’t know why I missed this when writing the post.
Just Jesus
I scrutinized the car for statements that would explain that medieval style icon in the window but found nothing exept a fragmentary hint to a Mercedes-Benz website. Well, not so rarely cars make up as drop-in replacements for religion, but here this was at least not the obvious case.
Gott Kennen – Knowing God
This truck delivered plaster just opposite my office window. The inscription struck me as somewhat dissonant, and after some consideration I discovered why: .com is for commercial enterprises. “Gott kennen”, knowing God is, well, not really commercial, at least not here in Europe. I’d even dare to say that there is a certain antagonism, just…
Stairs And Stripes
For a given reason it might have been appropriate to photograph those pinstriped pants and leather shoes *descending* the stairs. Taking into account that I took this image several weeks back, I can only state that my augural capacities are not really sufficient.
Gas Station, Closed
Different tax rates in Germany and Austria have lead to the closing down of most gas stations in the border towns. And when there is not much movement in the real estate sector, even central parcels remain unused.
Hommage To Minor White
Back in 2009 I have bought a copy of “Eye, Mind, Spirit – The Enduring Legacy Of Minor White”, out of a gut reaction when having read Geoff Wittig’s review in the “Online Photographer”. That Amazon had shipped it in insufficient packaging, damaging the corners, is more than an annoyance when dealing with a limited…
The Peasant’s Bike
Arc And Hole
Lab Exhausts
Heads And Clouds
University Courtyard
Storm Front Above
Same location as where this months’s wallpaper was created, but according to the exif data just three minutes later and a different part of the sky. What looked threatening in fact brought only a small amount of rain.
August Wallpaper
The wallpapers for August 2011 are available for download as usual from here. This scene mix of modern, sober walls and an almost pastoral idyll was recorded in the University of Salzburg, where I attended a conference on Geografic Information Systems.
Express Train Passing
Wires, Moon
I made my camera sweeten the annoyance of a one-hour delay. Not that I am inflexible, but after almost 10h of working, a train delay is among the least welcome events.
Rain In The Hill Country
Update: Following a conversation with Carl Weese, I created a new version of the first image, removing partially the color cast in the first image. To the right is the version posted originally, for comparison. Only one day later, commuting home, the scenery had changed completely, when rain had washed away all romantic assets.
Late Summer’s Early Morning
Fashy Legs
This special kind of traditional socks is called “Stutzen” in Bavarian dialect. Seen at the Traditional Music Festival in my hometown.
Folk Music Session
On a July Sunday, almost 200 young folk musicians met in the Spa Garden of my hometown for several sessions. Each set of performers, single or group, was guided and moderated by an experienced adult, who explained the music to the listeners and motivated the musicians. Not only a great variety of styles and skills,…
The Tragedy Of Norway
What happened in Norway simply leaves me speechless. As Juha I have daughters in the age where they go to summer camps, so I can’t simply push aside that terror. And reminiscences of 9.11. come back, when our foster son was so lucky to be stuck in a traffic jam instead of visiting as planned…
Well Used Door
Unused Door
