this week my stinchen turned 28. and this year we will reach 3333 joint days. without you i would be nothing. you teach me the things i don't preside over. be sure, i'm going to look out for you carefully.
today, on easter monday, we visited our friends tanja and marcel, who recently had their second baby. during the afternoon i had the privilege of portraying the whole family, including my friend mika, the crumb snoot, and even his grandma and his grandpa. compared with his only a few weeks old sister, mika only seems to keep still, when he is sleeping or eating. so i had to take advantage of that circumstance for the snapshot above, although you usually should not photograph people at table.
there are always two sides of the medal: unfortunately our time in the historic flat here at lake constance won't be everlasting, where the change will probably bring along a lot of new opportunities. so it's high time for me to document the characteristics of the more than 300 years old building more often now, before we will have to leave this place in the near future.
between nightfall and daybreak, the time when i'm able to spend some hours with all the things that haven't anything to do with any kind of duties, i use the chance to wander about the winterly town and capture these particular moments on sd card.
i can't even begin to tell you how much i love the prospect of the towers at potsdam square in the west of berlin. once again i was reminded of the tremendous gotham city from the batman series.
the museum island of berlin is divided from the rest of the city by the river spree. in the gallery below i like to show you two different views along the river from one of the thirteen bridges across the island. the first one was captured with standard, the second sample with very high iso settings: i tried to obtain a shutter speed that was suitable for freezing the fluttering flakes of white grain.
day of travel: left stuttgart in the fresh of the morning, reached berlin in the depth of pain..., um, well, in the depth of frost. actually unbelievable, but unfortunately true. to be continued...
being almost 30 years present on this planet, nevertheless living a life that is still in a state of flux. that's how it should be. booked my first jump across the pond today, i'm so happy! in may tina and i will stay some days in nyc.
during the coming seven days i'll be away and additionally very busy, so please let me get away with shorter and / or delayed postings.
another street photograph, this day with participation of an animal. saw the flower pot - the abstraction of the net - and the blazing sun light. while looking and focussing through the holes in the bottom of the pot i additionally spotted the red berry, that represents, of course, the ball. finally the crossing kitty as the central figure completed the pretty funny composition.
finally it's possible to work with backlight again. frontlighting is currently one of my favorite stylistic devices when it comes to composing candid street photographs. there are two, main reasons why very strong and bright backlight seems to be useful for a street photographer: firstly the subjects are often dazzled with the (sun-)light and thereby the people have their own issues to deal with. secondly the backlight makes for very hard contrasts, that support a clear graphical structure in your frame, only if the composition is suitable, of course.
although i usually don't take the line of rushing, with my today's posting i'm only scratching the surface for once: what a bike ride (after work), what a weather, what a sight, what a sunset and finally what a day!
rockers don't always have to look like these old school rockers.
while the madsen brothers that constitute three quarter of the whole, german indie-rock band madsen, wear their hair pretty short and neat there is this one exception in the composition of the band: niko maurer, the bassist, reminds me of a funny mix of sideshow bob and john travolta.
any way, the show they provided today night, was outstanding and left a big part of the audience - including me - in a jumble of speechlessness and pure joy.