I’ve noticed what seems to catch my picture-making fancy these days are buildings and trees.
There are variations, naturally: leaves and seeds, lobbies and porticos, clouds and fish and water. Atmosphere permitting, the true subject is always light, but practically speaking, mostly it’s buildings and trees, and today is no different.
The building in question [...]
We hiked ten miles today along the Havel river, from Charlottenburg to visit our friend Jochen at the American Academy in Wannsee. My first visit to the Grunewald (Green Wood).
It was a good walk, traipsing through the underbrush of my honey’s childhood, gathering acorns and pondering the invitation to fall into “play” that a natural [...]
The past is never dead. It’s not even past. ~William Faulkner, 1951, Requiem for a Nun.
I woke to the sound of techno and clanging steel. Turns out once a year my street, Fuggerstrasse, hosts the eu’s largest bondage/fetish extravaganza, Folsom Europe!, which delights me to no end because:
a. that would be inescapable Folsom Street, [...]