I’m pretty sure you all have realized by now it’s been too quiet around here. While I haven’t been shooting forever, I can still post some of my backlog, just to keep this blog at least going at a slow pace. Slow is better than nothing at all, right?
So, from the depths of my archive, another power plant. I’ll not bother about the technical stuff too much, as my selection isn’t really about the technical side, rather my favourite shots which include some sort of human side, or human traces, if you wish. My personal selection of pictures which gave me joy in one or the other way, and things I noticed along the way I found amusing, or beautiful, or human, or stunning.
Thanks for watching!
While digging through my archives I found these photos I took about two and a half years ago at my great uncle’s 90th birthday. I still like the series so I thought I’d put them up here. It was a lovely day with my extended family and some regional quirks.
My great uncle is very fond of music and helped founding the first music school in the area. He also always was very involved in the local brass band. I don’t know about your area, but where I come from every village has their own brass band. So the local brass band dropped by for a birthday serenade. My great uncle discussing the set with the bandmaster.
Lovely memories of meeting my extended family. And wishing my great uncle many more happy years to come.
2014 wasn’t my best year photographically speaking. I didn’t shoot much, and hadn’t it been for two assignments I would have ended up with almost no photos at all. What I did a lot though was travelling, almost exclusively for work. So my hotel series grew quite massively. Here’s a new selection, edited down aggressively. Again – it’s not about aesthetics, just about how those rooms made me feel. Mostly work stays, mostly alone, luckily not all the time though! A bit of holidays made it in as well.
Even though this doesn’t exactly look like a holiday post, these are pictures I took during my holidays in Noderney. Norderney is one of the German islands in the North Sea, just across the border to Holland.
Right behind one of the dunes at the beach I found some bunker structures dating back to the Second World War.
During the First World War the island was used as a fortress and large amounts of construction material were transported there. Beginning from 1935 the island was developed into a Luftwaffe and Kriegsmarine base as part of the Atlantic Wall. More then 60 gun and anti aircraft emplacements and so called Regelbaus (a standardized bunker built by the Germans along the Atlantic Wall) were built in the dunes.
After the end of the Second World War most of the bunkers have been blown up, but some of them resisted and are still strewn across the dunes.
It’s eerie to stumble upon such a remnant of war amidst holiday joy, but they are important reminders of history, and that’s why they should be preserved, even if those memories are painful ones.
Also make sure to check out Marc Wilson’s project The Last Stand, he documented many of those remaining bunkers across several countries in beautifully done large format photographs, currently being worked into a book.
Film: Agfa APX 100 in Xtol 1+1.
A first set of holiday pictures – all shot on the iPhone with Hipstamatic. The film stuff still needs to be developed and scanned and the few digital ones need to be edited (holidays, you know – I decided to be lazy), so stay tuned for another entry or two.
It is recommended to swim only in guarded parts of the beach. Apart from the tide turnings there are strong undercurrents that can sweep you away or drag you out. So better stay inside the cordoned-off parts for swimming.
Prickspears. Basically birch branches that are stuck into the ground to mark the navigable channels for ships. If you don’t stick close to them you will be stuck in the ground. They need to be re-arranged every year, as the channels move with the tide. Apparently even the islands do.
More to come soon.
Back in February on one of my trips to the UK I stayed in a hotel on Sandbanks in Poole. There is a chainferry that takes you over to Shell Bay, where you can have a lovely walk along the beach, which I did one afternoon to free up my mind and get a bit of fresh air. A rainstorm was approaching, so it was already quite dark, but the air was lovely and fresh, and the sea was ice cold (I had to wade through a small tidal creek at one point, that’s why I know).
The landscape is really picturesque and the heavy clouds did their part to make everything look quite gloomy and dramatic. I could have kept walking for hours, but the rainstorm drew in after about 50min, so I had to get back too soon.
Kodak TriX 400 in Xtol 1+1.