On the way back into 19th century, the central railway system of Germany now gets de-centralized and in the regions the railway public transport is handled by smaller, sometimes county based companies. This can have a positive side-effect like those brand new suburban cars, but also results in some weird occurences: Completely to the surprise…
Salzburg’s Train Station is undergoing modernisation at a grand scale. Up to now the platforms still had their delicate cast iron structures, subject of this post. As in Austria there are quite a number of succesfull examples of modern architecture, also of good old-new combinations, I am curious in a positive way about the outcomes…
Oral tradition from Italy tells that once a week young boys in certain parts of Italy are made to stand on the kitchen table, while the female members of the family dance around the table and the boy, clapping their hands and shouting “Que Bello!”. This story flashed up in the back of my mind…
Found in Salzburg’s Train Station. Van Gogh’s image “The Mailman Roulin” is the icon for the exhibition “Summit of Modernity” in the Museum of Modern Art.
The weather is as it has to be expected in April: Rapidly changing from really hot in the sun to rainfall, and in the morning the rain can even be mixed with snowflakes. The early blossoms have to face all this, and the beautiful Forsythia will probably wither soon and change their proud yellow against…
The museum of Winterthur, Switzerland, has closed its premises for renovation and lent its collection to the Salzburg Museum of Modern Art for exhibition. What made the visit even more enjoyable, was the fact that photographing was not prohibited, as it is so often in museums. I have to admit that this makes me somewhat…
Wordless Thursday today. Excuse and Enjoy.
This is one of the personal rewards of photography for me: Standing in exact the same place I had been thousands of time before, commuting from work, and opening the eyes – discovering something new, something that triggers a cell way back in the innards of the brain. Reacting with the camera, quick, as the…
The weather was undecided, and so is the season just 100 altitude meters above our hometown: The grass is definitely taking up colors, the buds of the trees are developing, yet not bursting and the sun was warmer, but not yet strong. All in all very pleasant, seducing to play with subtle forms and colors.…
Maybe I should make a story wallowing in self-pity, coming two days late for the Holy Grave of the Höglwörth abbey church. The specialty of this Holy Grave is, that it is only shown every third year, and is only shown on Good Friday and Holy Saturday in it’s full beauty . But then, I…
Easter Sunday was almost as wet as expected, and so eggs and kids had to be kept in the flat. To be honest, I didn’t mind, because after mass at 05:00 my inclination for activties was pretty low.
One more addition to my collection of leaves that could not complete their fall to the ground. My subconscious associated Leonhard Cohen’s “Suzanne” with it, but in spite of re-reading the lyrics I could not find the chain of arguments. The other leaves you can find here in in this small gallery. A Happy Easter…
Taken during today’s Good Friday stroll. We all have deserved the holidays, a kind of exhaustion is visible even in the kids. But sun and warm weather should be good recovery media.
The rain today even got interspersed with snowflakes, and so it was everything else but springtime feeling. The coffee tables outside took a break, and so I will do.
The title of course is an hommage to Otto Steinert and his famous “Einfussgänger”, here on artnet. I did not much postprocessing in bibble5, just a careful enhancement of the red color of the shoes. In retrospect it seems like a wonder to me that I managed to frame this so perfectly that any further…
Today I spent some time in the corridor of an administrative building, waiting in vain for a meeting. Such an environment in literature usually is described in words that try to express absolute and ultimate bleakness, and I admit that this is really not the best way to spend one’s time. But in wise providence…
A sufficiently high Cetirizin-level made me somewhat airy, and so I approached the enemy armed to the teeth with my 28/1.8 lens. And even the enemy has it’s beautiful sides, inviting golden colors, soft texture and so on. BUT it will remain the enemy as hazel and friends start to torture me sometimes as early…
Today was confirmation celebration, and of course all confirmands had to pose on the stairs of our church for the obligatory group photo done by the local photographer. Not beeing pressed for high quality or official results, I had my fun with all those family members that crowded and pointed and shot like mad. Only…
Running errands the whole day, occasions for photography were rare, but sufficient for one spring image: at least in the shop displays we are offered a colorful spring. In the wild circumstances are different with night temperatures down to 2°C and tulips still hiding in the earth. Snowdrops are abundant, as are Corydalis (I didn’t…
The morning sun is already golden, promising warm days to come. Life sometimes shows its swell sides. A happy weekend to all!
At noon it already got really warm, but the angle of the sun is still shallow and well before sunset the intensity of light and warmth decreases fast. The forests on the mountains – here the south slope of Mt. Staufen – are still in almost the same state as in autumn, no fresh green…
Being 5 minutes early for the morning bus gave me a small time slice to see and play. Interesting enough the result corresponds quite a bit with Carl Weese’s post “Thumbs up”, which I don’t remember to have actively seen before taking this photograph of mine.
Rehearsing an instrument is not always a joyful time for a kid, and therefore the moments where the music grabs the mind and inspires the phantasy are even more precious. When this happened and she grabbed music paper and a pencil, I was happy to have the camera at hand, and even more happy to…
I found no rational explanation why someone would care to paint a box in blue color, if this box is meant to be left on the roadside next to the forest. With more phantasy of the author of detective stories, one could probably make up a mysterious story beginning with such a blue box. For…
Beginning of spring was grey around here, which I didn’t mind as it kept my allergy at bay. I had my own kind of fun (a weird kind as my daughters would say) with the nets covering the facade of an old building of the Saline, which is currently renovated. Those subdued colors and the…