Every pebble on a beach is potentially ancient, every sand kernel was potentially once a large rock. My favourite earrings and the matching pendant are certifiably ancient, they are ammonites, actual fossils. In Nierstein, a wine growing village next to the river Rhein, they have … Continue reading Lasting Materials
Internationaler Kunstwaldpfad – International Forest Art, Darmstadt, Germany I don’t have any winter dreams on file but I can offer spring and summer dreams: An finally, some people dream at night. Lens-Artists Challenge: Dreamy
of the Odenwald The places in the Odenwald I love most are populated by beech trees. I love the fresh green in the spring, the luscious dark canopy in the summer, and then the leaves turning to gold in the autumn, even when they turn … Continue reading A Few Walks in the Woods
In German, longing or yearning is split in two opposing feelings: Heimweh and Fernweh. Weh is similar to English woe. And the longing is for home or distance. When I was younger I felt I wanted to get out, to see distant places. That’s the … Continue reading Heimweh and Fernweh
Lens-Artists Challenge #364: A Quiet Moment
🎼 I can dream of the old times … 🎶 Rummaging in my archives is one reason why I participate in photo challenges. I – like most of you, all of you? – take so many photos that it is impossible to keep track of … Continue reading Memory
The river Isar flows through the middle of Munich. At one stage it’s divided into the main river and a smaller branch called Eisbach (ice brook) and just before the bridge which leads the Prinzregentenstraße over it one can see a crowd gathering most lunchtimes … Continue reading A Fun Lunchtime Break
A door is usually a gateway from one space to another, sort of like a supporting actor not the main character. But then there is this door which is not about to give up its place centre stage: I wanted to leave it at that. … Continue reading Door for Doors’ Sake
In Bad Wildbad (not as bad as it sounds) they have a suspension bridge above the Black Forest. At its highest point it is 60m above the forest floor, on one side leading down the side of the hill. Lens-Artists Challenge #357: Into the Woods
This topic made me realised that I’m a wuss. I don’t have stormy photos, apparently I always hurry inside when I see dark clouds on the horizon or at least I pack away my camera (the poor thing is still suffering from the unexpected spray … Continue reading Clouds Gathering
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