My hometown is known as the Zweiburgenstadt, that is the two castle town. Which in German makes perfect sense but is confusing in English since castle can mean Burg or Schloss in German. The two castles – here shown in winter because they are just … Continue reading Two Castles or Three?
at pairs. How fitting. Temporal diptych: only a couple of weeks between these two photos. Late winter and early spring. Focal diptych: change of focus from background to foreground. Corporal diptych: on the vine and in the bottle. Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: Perfect Pairs
The small church on the left side, a chapel actually, was built on the initiative of its donor, Hildegund von Weinheim in the 14th century. It has quite a colourful history and was maintained by various donors and charity trusts. Although a Roman Catholic chapel it opened it doors to the Protestant congregation in 1973, the year when I had confirmation classes. But it was not used for Catholic services for many years and in 2012 the building was desegregated and sold. Since then it is an event location and can be booked for wedding receptions, art exhibitions, company and family events. I wonder what the original donor would think about that?
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I was never a girlie girl and could probably be classed as a tomboy. Except when I visited my father in his office when I still little. Then I fantasized to be a princess. Who could blame me if he worked in such a wonderful … Continue reading Fantasy Is a Mirror
This is not the only castle or castle ruin that is called “Windeck” (windy corner). Personally, I’ve never found it windy up there but maybe it was different 1000 years ago when it was built.
Midweek Monochrome
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In the local park, the palace grounds of the Weinheim Schloss, there is an old lady and a modern lady. The sculpture of Diana, a replica of the Roman goddess of the hunt from the Louvre, was a bit worse for wear so she got … Continue reading Ladies and Boys
To somebody who sees it for the first time it is an ugly scar on the hills above our town. For those of us who have grown up with the porphyry quarry it’s … well, home. Even as a child when we came home after … Continue reading A Quarry too Close
I have more than one photo from this house but everytime I pass it I take another one. If I don’t have my camera with me, it’s a cellphone click. Cellpic Sunday
The mouse from the Gruffalo book is a survivor if ever there was one. He survived the fox, the snake, the owl, and in the end even the Gruffalo. Ragtag Daily Prompt: Survivor
The war memorial (in Germany usually referred to as warrior memorial (Kriegerdenkmal) because the names of the fallen soldiers are displayed) in our town was inaugurated in 1936 to honour the dead of world war I. The much longer list of fallen soldiers from world war II was added in the 1950s. Because of the bellicose demeanour of the sculpture it is now viewed critically. Instead of removing the sculpture the town has chosen to go a different route: in direct line passing the location of the former synagogue (destroyed in 1938) is a memorial for the victims of violence, war, and prosecution. I see it as a warning against a dystopian future which would resemble a not so distant past.
Ragtag Daily Prompt: Dystopian
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