Two opposites: outdoor shopping in Valledoria in Sardinia – indoor shopping in Forchheim in Franken.
And here is the competition – CBD instead of tobacco. And dolls, lotsa dolls.
Only for window shopping if you don’t want to bring home dust collectors in your home.
And inside my favourite kind of store in Bourg-en-Bresse. Not just tables and tables stacked with books but also with notes of the booksellers and their personal critiques (the good books get little hearts).
The rules have loosened but even today it’s not easy to have dual nationality as a German. When I acquired my second nationality, i.e. South African, it was almost unheard of.
You could also call me a “mock South African”. However, it did not lead to an identity crisis. I consider it a bonus.
When I was cycling through the strawberry fields this spring, I noticed the porta-a-potties for the workers. “I am partly made out of recycled fishing nets” was written on it. I was impressed enough to stop and take a photo. Then in summer we were … Continue reading The Recycle Circle
French and Germans were told for many years that they were hereditary enemies. The nations fought wars against each other. The borders were re-arranged again and again depending on who “won” the last war.
But times change. Even politicians realised that going forward meant forging friendships. They founded the European Economic Community in 1957 together with Italy, Luxemburg, Belgium and the Netherlands which later developed into the European Union. Many French and German towns and cities were twinned – Städtepartnerschaften it is called in Germany, Jumelage in France.
In 1939 my father went as a soldier to France. In the 1960s he was involved with building friendships between people from our town, Weinheim, and Cavaillon in the South of France. Originally twinning only involved the town officials but my father and others made it an experience for the normal people, the employees and workers of the community.
When he retired he received these two illustrated books, one in French about Germany, one in German about France.
One had been signed by three German statesmen: Annemarie Renger, Willy Brandt and Helmut Schmidt. The other had a whole page handwriten by Alain Poher, the then president of the French Senate.
To me the “lest we forget” is meaningless without adding George Santayana’s maxim:
“Those who forget their history are condemned to repeat it.”
Having a passport of two different countries (not by choice, to be honest, but not sorry about the fact either), I offer two different collages: German and South African The Black, Red and Gold of Germany. The rainbow colours of South Africa. When it was … Continue reading A Tale of Two Nations
Apparently. Sometimes overhead power cables can make a shot, they become the focus. Sometimes it is possible to avoid power cables cutting through a picture by changing position, even if it means a minor to major detour. But sometimes these options do not exist or, more often than not, the picture will just change too much and not the one I saw before noticing the power lines. I do take the shots but the photograph will languish in the archive. So here are some photos with power cables where I wish there weren’t any:
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