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Magic lamp

This is an image from my Memory Pictures Series: When I bought my macro lens, I started to photograph some rather tatty looking mementos I kept for donkey’s years in a box in the spare room. The idea was to finally part with the real objects. I guess this work has helped to move on a few skeletons, though the items are still in the box.

This particular one was an oil lamp, hand-crafted by a very very dear, but of course, long lost friend. I don’t have the urge to rub the lamp, I know the Genie has gone forever. In all the images one can see the settled dust.

crossing

Any words and I would be waffling…

dwarfted

No explanation needed.

I love the loneliness and calmness these images exude. The walkers appear to be lost in their own thoughts.

This is one of my more obscure works.

I am not good at taking images of people. I still believe, I am stealing something from them, particularly if they are not aware of the image being taken. And if they know, I am always in a hurry. When I go out to take images I usually come home with a good collection of tree photos. They have a soul as well, but they stand still.

I’ve got these little Easter bunnies this morning. I just couldn’t resist…

Not a beautiful postcard

This was the first of my postcard series I did 5 years ago. The photograph of the wall of a partially demolished house triggered that project then. Postcards are pretty much a dying breed.

Thinking about it now, it is not too dissimilar to writing a blog. I sent one postcard every week and had to come up with an idea, print it and find some words to go with it. A bit of a slower pace though.

sorbische Ostereier These are my mother’s ornamented Easter eggs. They have tradition in the part of Germany where she grew up. An area close to the Polish border in the Eastern part of the country… therefore very inaccessible before the Wall came down, and now very inaccessible for me, as I live on the other side of the world.

I have never seen Easter eggs as beautiful as these. Last year I finally had the chance to photograph them. For me they are laden with stories and emotions about a quiescent, but scary country.

Some people are still keeping up the tradition. I found this page about the craft of the Easter Eggs.

 

Art contemplation is a little bit like a hammer. We know what it is, but what we make of it depends on how we use it. Destroy or create!

Two people look at the same image and can have a totally different experience.

Looking back through my posts, it appears I have a rather limited and dull colour palette. Yes, I admit, I like earthy and subdued colours. But there are also times when I enjoy the bright and cheerful. It is not a contradiction.

More often than not I visit Germany in Winter. I usually arrive around Christmas and stay throughout January. This is the time when we in New Zealand have our long summer holidays. Everybody is on the move then.  However, it means that I am always in Europe, when it is cold and drab and miserable….

Last year I did a trip at Easter. I was there for the first balmy days of spring. The difference really hit me. These two tulip pics I took will always bring back the mood.

When I arrived back here, the wet and stormy autum had set in.