our spa gardens exhibit quite a number of contemporary art pieces, mostly sculptures. normal, not accentuating lighting situations don’t help to bring attention to those, and for some the place chosen is simply uninspired. yesterday’s snow however made the scissor-type portrait of a violinist (guess it’s mozart, he is (ab-)used everywhere here for public relation…
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snowy snowy trees
spring again got defeated when after a cold night snow set in. whilst i am no fan of grey sludge on the streets, the graphical effect of the thin snow layer on the still leafless tree had its merits. so i took what was there as long as it was there. not much postprocessing, some…
munich, thiersch-place
grateful i am for the fact that my job leads me out of the countryside into the big city (munich) every week. in spite of the ww2 destructions, many places are still or again intact, and a lot of substance has survived the centuries. the councillors follow a quite strict no-scyscrapers policy, on the one…
commuting speed king
carl weese made me rethink my decision to convert my hometown monstrosities to black and white. yep – the german saying that someone has tomatoes on his/her eyes seems fit here: i was so concentrated on that wideangle effect and the dynamic lines that i just did not pay attention to the subject: overdone color…
if you happen to come through munich
a treasure not only for the photgraphically inclined, but probably also for art business happened to be hidden in an innsbruck basement: the original pictures of magnum’s first exhibition, 1955, fittingly titled ‘magnum’s first’. cartier bresson’s images of his session with mahatma gandhi, only hours before his assassination, are there, followed by the immensely powerful…
hometown monstrosities
this i wanted to do for a long time already: portray the pollution of my hometown’s pedestrian zone with plastic surrogates of the old roundabout, blatantly constructed to empty the pockets of parents not able to fight the whining and grouching of their progeny, offering 87 sec of brrrrm or high pitched voices together with…
faucet in the pump room
back to my roots – back to b&w. paul lester&squot;s post never have a favourite weapon made me think about the influence of my preferences and the development of my photography. black and white were my photographic origins as a student, and some of those pictures i still do regard very high. now b&w is…
“don’t throw anything out of the window”
the dull light of todays afternoon could not motivate me to go out shooting, instead i spent some time with scribus, familiarizing myself with the sofobomo requirements to layout my pictures in a harmonic way. the image shows pictograms on a train window, taken at this weeks commute to munich. i always carry my camera…
the new synagogue in munich
my first disappointment about the shots from the new synagogue in munich proved to be premature. scrutinizing the raws, in found the above one combining the massive, block-like quality of the building not only with the light emanating from the entrance door in the foreground, but also with the movement of the lady just in…
for a given reason: think about tibet
most of us, yours truly included, live in countries where freedom, including freedom of religion and freedom of speech are a everyday commodity. we enjoy it without thinking and honestly couldn’t even imagine that it could be different. my friendship with colleagues in sri lanka has opened my eyes in this context: it is not…
percentage for art / kunst am bau
bad weather with rain, temperatures just above 0°c, low light because i could leave office later than planned. but still, after an uncomfortable day some visual excercise deemed necessary to compensate for all the frowning and sweating because of murky software. the planned target for my activities, the (not so) new synagoge of munich (see…
genie in a postbox
and now for something completely different… commuting to the city twice a week certainly helps changing perspectives. and if i can convince myself to get up really early and get to the office a little bit later, then opportunities like this show up, just by strolling 2 stops instead of taking the tramway. and in…
fleeing the church
i guess it was not the wedding in the church that made the pidgeons flee… the church is beautiful, freshly renovated, which indicates that the roman catholic church in bavaria is still well-heeled in spite of the many difficulties it is facing in these fast changing times. in the inside the church is decorated in…
through a glass
trees and windows are some constantly recurring subjects in my photography, so here is a new combination of both topics. shot during a wedding celebration in dachau palace (beeing not photographer-in-charge those deviations were allowed), i tried to make best use of that soft twilight shortly before sunset. taken some minutes earlier than the lead…
cafe, dachau
dachau, situated approx. 40km away from munich, is a small town with a history: temporary domain of one of the well renowned bavarian writers, ludwig thoma, 1867-1921 (who unfortunately enough had a mostly pushed aside renommee as anti-semite) and site of the first nazi concentration camp in germany. the concentration camp is now a memorial…
brewery window, dachau
my stroll round dachau palace also led me to the brewery. the proximity to the palace itself is stunning, especially given the olfactoric annoyance a brewery can create. it seems though that the former rulers were not that sensible regarding smells. the brewery is now in a quite derelict state, not used any more. here…
dachau palace window
weddings can be a challenge photographically, but most definitely they are a challenge for the stomach. to prepare for the refill at dinner, we had an opportunity to wander through dachau palace. this is a small palace, built 1546 and heavily renovated in the 18th century. the vicinity to the church of dachau is astonishing…
sky over bavaria
maybe it’s local patriotism only, but we bavarians are convinced that the sky over bavaria is something special, and so we do have the colors blue and white in our flag. a late winter evening, with the air on the brink of carrying the scent of rich soil, still not able to do so because…
early birds
at a wedding, the kids started inspecting the buffet quite early. to their discontent, no french fries were to be found. to try the alternatives a bit of persuasion was needed, but in the end even the little ladies were satisfied.
pars pro toto
i am not the person for rain pictures, so in spite of carrying the camera around today, no shots that deserve better then the ‘immediate delete’ section. resorting to monday’s picture taken during heavy snowfall in the spa garden, i was pondering my options and finally went for the detail: snow and snowfall is more…
drama in the snow
spring does not send any messengers here, instead we had heavy snowfall, frost and rain in the last days. and the snow provided a nice backdrop for this background for this group of wooden sculptures. the one to the right is from this year’s new years post. i had tried several times to photograph this…
bad reichenhall roofs
back to my beloved blue tones. what is humming with tourists during the summer is a lonely path in winter, covered with 30cm now wet and heavy snow. the positive side: you get much better exercise out of a short distance, however holding a 300mm lens in middle of that exercise makes you praise that…
carnival bad reichenhall
first time since many years that i went for the carnival parade here – the curious daughters, wanting to collect sweets, being the main motivation. and many of the fanciful costumes where a joy to look at. but really alarming was the amount of alkohol beeing consumed also by minors (12 years upwards) – especially…
fun with 6400
even the snowstorm was no hindrance: on the way home from a restaurant, celebrating the successful first half of the school year, the eldest daughter couldn’t stop clowneries with her umbrella in the snow. grateful i am for those iso 6400 i can dial in now. and whilst the objective image quality may be poor,…
klausbachtal forest
in spite of the rain that now soaks the large snow heaps here in the valley, higher up in the mountains winter is still unbroken. a sunday morning, only some 100 m away from the main trail you feel completely alone when the mist swallows all sounds. that always helps me to get the right…