I simply couldn’t resist đ Resist I can however to comment on the results of the U.S. elections. Which is anyhow the best thing to do as I would lack words. So I close my eyes, ears and mouth and nurture the sensitive and fragile plant of my creativity, trying not to dung it to…
New chances can be triggered by railway construction works, too: As “my” train is canceled for some weeks, I had to get up earlier, only to find a familiar place in new light. I don’t know what makes the Deutsche Bahn (German Railways) do rent their emptied, service-deprived stations preferably to gambling saloons (my guess:…
The weeks before All Saints Day, cemeteries in Germany are buzzing with busy (and business) life. But when daylight fades and night takes over, all that teeming subsides and graveyard and church fall back into the normal silence – quite different from the sceneries Carl Weese shows from the Cemetery Tour in Washington, DCCT. Highly…
No words sunday…
This is an interesting image in the sense that it wouldn’t be one if not photographed. Our perception (usually) has no fram borders, especially no straight-lined ones. Viewing from normal height, scanning a wider angle of view, at least I do rarely relate any lines to the boundaries of my field of view. But this…
Where is that button for “seeing”? This image found me on the way to the pharmacy, suffering from a heavy cold and otherwise pretty much oblivious for everything going on around me. For sure I was not in a deliberate state of “heightened awareness” (to quote the Landscapist, here), but perhaps that flu induced tunnel…
The walk home after a long day commuting to the office brought and unexpected picture: Progressing autumn had coloured the Gingko tree’s leaves yellow, the spotlight from below enhanced it and the night sky had just the right brightness as a contrast. However it did not meet me unexpected: I had already seen other trees…
On the same construction site as pictured here, the landscape gardeners are now planting trees. In my naivitĂ© I had been under the impression that tree nurseries still are local companies, taking into account the low work intensity and the (erroneously assumed) high transportation costs. Obviously I was wrong…
Fall is progressing, many of the leaves already on the floor, but some of the weeds’ stems are still standing, dried, prone to fall with the next rain soaking their brittle structure.
My recents strolls through landscape and city were easy, recreative and at the same time prolific. Recently the amount of gear I use (and carry) reduced itself drastically: at the moment I have less need for both long or very short focal lengths. Most of my images were/are created with either the 28mm/85mm primes or…
The notorious “Fallen Leaves” of this season are hard to avoid. But then, why should I – they provide a unique and quickly changing coloring, grabbing the view in many variations and situations, even when scrunched, like these. … and I do swear that I didn’t touch the saturation slider.
Poaching in the twig photographers’ claims… With best regards from Thumsee to Martha in Vienna, connected with the recommendation to visit her blog. Best seen large (click on the image, as always), as this also darkens the background.
To have break from the notorious colorful fall leaves here leaves in a different context: Autumn in Germany traditionally is the time to plant trees, and this is was they did behind my office building.
Pun intended
Leaves again, but this time in a different scale and context. This image profits a lot from beeing seen in large and on a dark background, so – as always – feel free to click on it.
An hour or so later than the images for yesterday’s post were captured, the sun was already to low for intensive direct light, and everthing got a softer, maybe a bit elegic appearance. Still, limiting the depth of field seemed adequate for me to express the felt solitude and time of decay in my images.
Up to now, bokeh for me was something soft, to be achieved with a longer focal length. But last week at the river Saalach backwaters, the afternoon sun came almost violently through the already sparse leaves. I did not want to romanticize this light, and so I switched to my 28mm (42mme) prime, a fast…
This flock of houses I visit (irregularly) over probably a decade, from the very beginning of the construction up to now, where houses and gardens have melted into the older structures and become part of them. But fresh ideas are still visible and now leave a positive, less artificial impression than in the beginning. On…
Temperatures have dropped here, and the drizzle now is so cold that it’s really uncomfortable outside. This image is from somewhat better days, when fog was doing miracles in the street.
Admittedly I am drawn to quiet color schemes, restricted palettes, harmonious forms. And I am always glad when I find it in landscape, being it rural or natural. I guess this is so because it is rare.
Update: Just for clarification: this photo was not distorted for any effect, only tonal corrections where applied to the raw file. The man in the image is roughly 60 years old, a now retired municipal worker, extremely skinny and in a bad health state. I am just coming from the shower, having had my share…
Again from my stroll through the park. I enjoyed very much the characteristics of the color, coming out much stronger in the absence of direct sunlight. All images were made with the 1.4/85, stopped down usually to 2.0, resulting in a wise compromise between bokeh and acceptable DoF/achievable focus accuracy.
As sunset is early meanwhile – I am waiting for the end of Daylight Saving Time – I decided to leave work early and spend some time in the park, catching the sunrays at low angles, beautifully backlighting some foreign grass in the background. That preference for backlight dates back into my boyhood: In some…
Probably the one and only true fall flower, at least in Europe: The Meadow Saffron’s German name is “Herbstzeitlose” (Herbst = autumn). It blooms now and makes best use of the weaker competition for pollinators. As beautiful as it looks, as poisonous it is, and in earlier times intoxications were not rare among humans as…
Hearing descending steps on the road below, I decided to react quickly: Dialling down the ISO, cramming in the slowest possible f-stop I estimated I should get a low shutter speed, slow enough to render the pedestrian in a blurry manner, avoiding the impression of a frozen moment and setting her in contrast to the…