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POINT BLANK: PHNOM PENH

Phnom Penh / Cambodia

“Phnom Penh, the capital of Cambodia, was once known as the Pearl of Asia before the country spun into turmoil with the mass killings by the Khmer Rouge in the 1970s. Over the last few decades, Phnom Penh has grown into an economic center, sprawled with high rises, hotels, historical architecture, modern malls, and an incredible food culture.” (source: tripadvisor)


POINT BLANK: “SHINE ON YOU CRAZY DIAMOND”

Tver / Russia

Thank you, Diana! Wow, that was magical! What a ride..    …and shine on you crazy diamond


POINT BLANK: STREET PORTRAITS

Samarkand / Uzbekistan / Central Asia

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..some street portraits of these kind and open people of Uzbekistan


POINT BLANK: ‘WELCOME TO THE LIGHT’

“Welcome to my city
Welcome to my town oh
Welcome to my country
So good to have you around oh
Welcome to my people
Welcome to my sound oh
Welcome to my family
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So good to have you around oh
Oh so good to have you around oh
Gone be the days when you opened up your mind
To the darkness, the devil and things no man should find
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Wooo Look Up, Can you see the light how it’s shining over our head now
Look Up, Can you see the message, the message that it spreads now,
Look Up, Can you see the light how it’s shining over our head now
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Oh the light might find you and the
Light might keep you in the distance
And the light can guide you and light can show you what you’re missing
The light might find you and the light might keep you in the distance
And the light can guide you and the light
Can show you what you’re missing right now”
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SEAN KOCH (“Welcome to the light”)
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POINT BLANK: FINDING TAISIJA’S GRAVE (# 2)

Finding Taisija’s and Mamadi’s grave. Part 2

Samarkand / Uzbekistan

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After we found the house of Alisher, the cousin who could help us to find the grave of Taisija and Mamadi, we got a warm welcome. Alisher was pretty surprised to see Victoria for the first time in thirty years. (hey, bro, would have you payed your phone bills, you would have known that a few days before, huh?)

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He lives with his two (!!!) wifes and three kids in this typically self-supply household. Fruits and vegtables they grow in their garden.. ..and tabac of course. I know this from my mom in law. She spends most time of the the year at her dacha and grow all the groceries she (we) need. A happy and peaceful life. (btw, this peaceful life and all her love to me was put to the test when one day I stood with a bag of tomatoes from the supermarket in the door. But we clarified that..  ..I am refraining from then ....or do not tell her and just hide it).

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There was a lot to tell. Sad stories, funny stories…  …and a lot of memories from former times. Many members of that families died already and many new kids where born who meanwhile are already parents. Stories of lifes that took place in different places, in different cultures, with many disappointments and many opportunities.

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And then we finish our journey to fulfill our wish and the request we have received, to put flowers on grandma Taisija’s and her husband Mamadi’s grave in Samarkand / Uzbekistan.

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POINT BLANK: FINDING TAISIJA’S GRAVE (# 1)

Finding Taisija’s and Mamadi’s grave.

Samarkand / Uzbekistan

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After WW2 the sister of my wife’s grandma, Taisija, married the Tajik called Mamadi and they moved to Samarkand. Over there they started a good running business by trading flowers and after a few years they became a quite wealthy and respected family. Mamadi died in 1991. Taisija in 2000.

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In May Victoria and me spent a wonderful time in Uzbekistan. My mother in law asked us to bring some flowers to their graves, if we have the chance to find it somewhere in Samarkand. So our seach began.

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The only thing we knew was the street were they lived and that the cementary suppose to be near that street and that Taisija is the only Russian on that uzbek cementary…  …meant a piece of cake to me. But it wasn’t. Indeed we found that place…  ..but it was huge (#01). Ooops. ..or in other words, we were looking for the needle in a haystack. – ‘Ask, and you will be helped!‘ like this saying means..  ..and we asked. Our pretty good idea was to look for eldery people who may have known them and know where the grave is.

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At the mortuary (!) we found a cock fight (..I would appreciate if you click here, but please come back to this story.. ..it’s good! Of course the cock fight story is also good.. ..but this story is more touching.. ..or human..  ..uuhh, you know what I mean..), but none who knew Taisija and Mamadi. But the gentlement on image #04 told us, that there is an other old russian woman living somewhere in this district… …’where?’…  ..’somewhere uphill’..

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Honestly, I must say that this helpfullness of these people was terrific and cordial…   …as we will see later in our little story. So we asked around for this russian lady..  ..and we found a family (#07) that showed us where she is living. And we were lucky. She (#08, #09) although did not know where the grave was, but knew where a cousin lives, who could help us. Okay, I have to confess, we knew about this cousin. Even had his mobile number. Even called him (but the mobile was switched of, as we learned later, because he refused to pay his bills). But I didn’t mentioned him at the beginning of this story because my little storytelling-for-dummies-guide says that good to conceal some details to keep the story more thrilling.

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Not only that the family that showed us the house of the russian lady, was a really big help to us .. … they even offered us (without being ask) to give us a lift to that place. Wow. Like I said, I love the people over there and I decided if ever an Uzbek will ask my in Germany about his cousins place.. ..sure…   ..I will give him a lift. Promised!

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So, we finaly got to that place where we will get help…  …and we knocked the door…

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to be continued

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POINT BLANK: GEORGIAN WINE

“Wine is one of the most civilized things in the world and one of the most natural things of the world that has been brought to the greatest perfection, and it offers a greater range for enjoyment and appreciation than, possibly, any other purely sensory thing.”
(Ernest Hemingway)

Here some impressions for a wine cellar in Tblissi / Georgia:


POINT BLANK: FRIDAY NOON

…nothing special…  ..just Friday noon in Buchara / Uzbekistan


POINT BLANK: DIANA AND JEVGEIJNI

“For millions of years flowers have been producing thorns. For millions of years sheep have been eating them all the same. And it’s not serious, trying to understand why flowers go to such trouble to produce thorns that are good for nothing? It’s not important, the war between the sheep and the flowers? It’s no more serious and more important than the numbers that fat red gentleman is adding up? Suppose I happen to know a unique flower, one that exists nowhere in the world except on my planet, one that a little sheep can wipe out in a single bite one morning, just like that, without even realizing what he’d doing – that isn’t important? If someone loves a flower of which just one example exists among all the millions and millions of stars, that’s enough to make him happy when he looks at the stars. He tells himself ‘My flower’s up there somewhere…’ But if the sheep eats the flower, then for him it’s as if, suddenly, all the stars went out. And that isn’t important?”
(Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince)

 


POINT BLANK: COME AS YOU ARE

ALEKSANDRA !!!


PIONT BLANK: LENA

Lena Fomina, actress in Tver/Russia

What would you do if you got the chance to do a photo shoot with an actress? Would you make up a story? Reenact scenes?

Or would you dare to tell the most exciting and intimate story?  –  So we did!

THIS IS THE LENA STORY.

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Lena, thank you so much for your smiles and your sadness, for the play and the truth, for the distance and the nearness…  …and of course for just beeing Lena.

Лена, большое спасибо за твои улыбки и твою грусть, за игру и правду, за расстояние и близость … … и, конечно, за то, что ты просто была Леной.

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Please see Andreas Lena story at JETAMELE

 


POINT BLANK: BACKYARD ROMANCE

I love backyards. I love their roughness. Their nativeness.

The silence they want to share with you…  …the stories they want to tell…

…and that very stage they offer you.

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“Laying here in the dark
You’re like an angel on my chest

Remember all the movies, Terry
We’d go see
Trying to learn to walk like the heroes
We thought we had to be”

(Backstreets, Bruce Springsteen)

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POINT BLANK: WINTERSCHLAF

Machen wir uns nichts vor. Der Sommer ist vorbei. Trotzdem ist es schön die Sonnenstrahlen zu geniessen und in den Winterschlaf von Tver/Russland einzutauchen.

Hibernation is a covert preparation for a more overt action.
Ralph Ellison

Der Winterschlaf ist eine verdeckte Vorbereitung für eine weit offenere Aktion.
Ralph Ellison

…so I enjoyed my stroll through the wintry sleepy city of Tver, to look forward for all the surprises the city will keep ready for me.


POINT BLANK: “H O R I Z O N S” , PHOTO EXHIBITION / MARKUS MEHRING

If you are around, please come and visit the grand opening of my photo exhibition HORIZONS at the 23rd of September in Tver / Russia.

H O R I Z O N S….          …recognize, approach, exceed

With the 36 photo prints I try to treat 12 different kinds of categories of horizons that we encounter in our daily life like e.g. geographic, social, cultural, technical or emotional horizons and more.

“Everyone who crosses a horizon makes the world a bit bigger for us … … more diverse, more hopeful, more open … … and the longing grows within us to cross horizons as well!”

 

But fortunately I’m not alone on the trip to discover horizons. Andrea (JETAMELE) will support me with her way of interpret horizons with prints of her great work.

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