Wir sind hier im Süden
Folgend nun ein kleiner Abriss über meine Eindrücke nach ein paar Monaten München. Wie immer mit einem kleinen Augenzwinker. Fühlen Sie sich angegriffen, so fehlt Ihnen Humor, da kann ich dann auch nicht helfen. Nach einem Jahr Frankfurt dachte ich, der Schlipshölle entkommen zu sein. Vorbei die Zeit von gerade-zu-Geld-gekommen-und-das-jetz-auch-mal-zeigen-wollen. Ja, diese Zeit ist auch [...]
Night bus in Frankfurt
There are night busses in Munich, too. But the one I had the pleasure to ride so far was full of white adolescents that just had some beer too many. That is fun, but compared to Frankfurt it is like a visit of the Opera. Well, no. Operas can be full of blood, deceit, singing [...]
From chaos to high compression
Servus, I am writing this from a region of Germany known to many foreigners as the real Germany. It is called Bavaria. Although it only makes up a part of Germany, many German stereotypes find their home here. The leather pants, Oktoberfest, wheat beer, white sausages, blonde men with big bellies, blond girls with big [...]
ZuckZuckZuck
The official invitation to my farewell party in Frankfurt. Attention: Might make your eyes bleed or have you twitching on the floor in an epileptic fashion
luminale 10
click for the album – ever since medium format I love the square 1×1.
Bornheim live
Just two snapshots. Babies, demonstrators (Boo Lehman!), bikers and the first warm days of 2010. Hint: One click on the pics will show them in full size. My work is inspired by: Stephen Shore & Martin Langer. Yes, I watch.
