Maybe I am overdoing it with my faible for low DoF, but then I find the autumn leaves in that context really wonderful – beauty not in a grain of sand but in a single leaf, alone or against just the idea of a background, blurred to an extend where the colors only signal the…
To avert the impression that my new lens had made me forget how to use a smaller f-stop like 1/5.6 here are three images from a road construction machine. Here I sometimes missed the universality of my zoom, but this restriction of course provoked more flexibility. And I am still asking myself why I didn’t…
That wonderglass I unwrapped yesterday of course stayed on the camera for quite some time – to be honest, it still stays. I was longing such a long time for that shallow DoF that I guess it will take some time until that deprivation is compensated for. I was using zoom lenses almost exclusively for…
Today I finally held in my hand what I was looking for since re-starting photography: A probably 15 years old second hand Minolta 1.4/85mm lens. Aah – that were the times when all lenses were built completely from metal. That definitely gives a solid feeling! And then that front lens, what an amount of glass!…
The time in the train I spent mostly for the wallpapers today. You can reach them through the top menu. I have created them in a variety of resolutions, so you should find a matching size. If not, use the contact page. If you like them, you could use the contact form as well.
I have to admit that processing this image took me overly long time, despite it looks so uniform. The difficulty was in the intended rendering of a dark, humid forest. I had to overcome my inhibitions to leave a substantial part of the histogram unused in order to get that impression of a dark forest.…
Sometimes an image can beam us decades back, right into the time when we were listening with red eyes to the fairy tales.
After days I spent mainly in the flat, I needed a walk. Today’s dying light gave a wonderful backdrop for the dried flowers and shrubs along a small logging road.
Just opposite my window is a really old hydrangea in, and this is special, tree form. Usually hydrangeas are shrubs, but this old specimen grows its efflorescences on a real stem and branches. And probably 2m over ground they collect all the dew from the cold and humid autumn nights, and in the blue morning…
Hunger is the best sauce – and that is definitely true on a hike in the mountains. The doughnuts – Auszogne in local terms – were kept warm in the wood-fired oven and served with powdered sugar. Delicious, I can tell you!
I’ve always been interested in reflections and the corresponding circles of confusion that the backlight brings out so strongly. But photographing for decades, up to now I had never deliberately misfocused – sharpness for a long time was like a holy cow for me, as I see it as one of the genuine characteristics of…
Found in the pedestrian area. Due to the (usually) moderate climate, sycamore trees grow to large sizes here in Bad Reichenhall.
A climate change we have for sure, just no local warming, at least not for the moment: 9 days ago sweating in +25°C (which is 77°F) and now the rain is mixed with snowflakes already. But I do accept it, in spite of photography getting different if not more difficult with the receding light. And…
[slideshow id=14 w=645 h=430] Ok, what you are seeing here is just a gimped view into the future. The sad thing is that it is not far from extrapolated reality, except probably the plane. At the time the Maledives are devoured be the rising sea level, there probably will be no kerosene guzzlers transporting tourists…
I was so busy with that small scenery of grass and lake in almost complete darkness, hiding under a large umbrella held by my tip-toeing daughter, that I did not look up to the mountain and the clouds on the other side of the lake until the kid’s voice told me something about a strange…
are the leaves for all the house managers and municipal workers – at least it seems so. Only hours after heavy gusts of wind had poured down all the fruits from beeches and chestnuts, together with some leaves, the leaf blowers/suckers started a concerto grosso, underpinned by the diesel growl of the road sweeping vehicle.…
After a day full of small-small fuzz that left the feeling of having wasted too much time, I just had a short stroll with one of the daughters, the camera on tripod and an umbrella. It was a fine occasion for some father daughter talk, she was asking and I tried to come up with…
A lively beer garden this place was, only a week ago, as we had the warmest october since the beginning of the weather records (climate change? or chance?). Now it’s a more melancholic view with the empty tables and the grey clouds touching the peaks already. In only four weeks, up there will be snow.…
“I shouldn’t have stayed behind the tripod that long – now it’s really hard to move.” I found these elders some time ago, but with their leaves on, the stems were always in such a deep shadow that I couldn’t get a reasonable picture. One point for autumn for this one.
Some peoply say that my all-time disposedness for coffee is bordering addiction already, but be it as it is, I simply had to take this image. And at least it’s subtle enough to make the thought of a coffee only sneak into your consciousness.
Walter Neiger, who writes the blog a picture a day keeps the doctor away with interesting, often whimsical black and white photographs – definitely well worth every visit – wrote a poem by Friedrich Hebbel in the comment to Autumn in Berchtesgaden National Park, which did delight me very much. After some research I found…
After yesterday’s feasting in colors, today somewhat more sober autumnal colors from the city. This year’s dry autumn weather makes fall arrive in the city earlier than in the countryside, for the sheer lack of humidity in the restricted room for the roots.
“Those who god loves, he lets fall into this country” – a free translation of one of our great regional writers, Ludwig Ganghofer. Probably a bit declamatory, but on the other hand – the early fall days here in Klausbachtal don’t make it difficult to believe that this sentence is true.
My complaints that the perception of “Octoberfest equals Bavaria” is wrong of course deserves some evidence. OK – today I had the luck to experience it (again) and hopefully I can show you some convincing images. Beginning of october is the time of the return of livestock from high alpine summer pastures vulgo ‘Almabtrieb’, and…
Well, the laughter may be electric (so were the movements) but obviously it was not really electrifying. By now, you know for sure that I am not one of the great fans of the octoberfest, an attitude that certainly puts me into quite some distance of the fanatic pro-octoberfest statements like those on the Boston…