Is there a common sense of nearness? …I mean my chosen topic was ‘narrowness’. Is there a common feeling which differs between that? Or does it make sense to find the answer in the given diversity of that what we find around us?
…a day at the market
cast away, stranded, out of use, forgotten… ..but we’ll back !!!
In 1979 the town of Stari Bar/Montenegro was destroyed by an earthquake. After that the old town of Bar (first mentioned in the 9th century) was abandoned and immediately rebuild at the mediterranean shore. After now 36 years you can see what nature has claimed back .
…I know, photos should speak for itself! ..but look at the guy in the tent next to the beds.. ..so great!!!
I love the way how russian care about their health. To emphasize that I just want to say one word: Russian Sauna!
“Faith is like radar that sees through the fog.. ..the reality of things at a distance that the human eye cannot see.”
(Corrie Ten Boom)
If there is a place where I felt really grounded and down to earth.. ..than it is it the dacha of my mother in law. A place where I can really relax and get rid of my sorrows. Thank you dear Aida Stepanovna, this one is for you… …a place which makes you happy, as much as it does for me…
“Fantasie haben heißt nicht, sich etwas auszudenken, es heißt, sich aus den Dingen etwas zu machen.” (Thomas Mann)
“Imagination does not have to come up with something, it says, to create something out of things..” (Thomas Mann)
Three weeks agao little Shenia get baptisted in a little church in Gorodnja/Russia on a hill at the Volga river.
“You can close your eyes if you do not want to see something, but you can not close your heart, if you do not want to feel something.”
“Вы можете закрыть глаза, если вы не хотите, чтобы увидеть что-то, но вы не можете закрыть свое сердце, если вы не хотите, чтобы что-то чувствую.”
All over the world you find places which have a special spell that fascinates you. I don’t speak about the nice and shiny places. I speak about places which are so different and powerful compare to that what you used to, that you feel a shiver, joy and the fascination of this particular beauty at the same time.
A good friend of mine, John, left Georgia more than 20 years ago with nothing then a small backpack in his hand towards Russia. He lived homeless and just his dream on his mind to become a dancer. His first dancing school he founded in an old building in the city of Tver. – Now, almost twenty year later, we went back to that lost place to invite you for a little dance.
This is for you John !!! My biggest respect to your work and to your dream that you made become true !!!
hugs & kisses to Aljona, Olga, Losha & Losha
I didn’t met my love by the gas works wall, I didn’t dreamed a dream by the old canal and I didn’t kissed my girl at the factory wall… …but all these impressions from Barnsley/Yorkshire were so familiar to me and I’m sure I did these things mentioned in “Dirty old Town’ sometime in my past in my hometown of Bochum.
The history of Barnsley is similar to the one of Bochum: closed down mining pits, second-league football, nice pubs and a bunch of great people.
Thanks Neil, bro, for that days in Yorkshire !!!
Calm, balanced and a bit taciturn was the first approach with the ice fishermen. But after a brief chat about technique, wheater and the right fishing lures the ‘ice’ had melted. They let me do my shots to capture the peace and serenity of this hobby. But I think that ‘hobby’ is is not the right term. Some concider it as sports. Some as hunting… …and for some is it a complementary livelihood. This images I took in late February at the frozen river Volga in the city of Tver/Russia.