Where there is no light, there is no shadow.
Cliché – but true.
A day earlier at a barbeque party. Same thing, only different.
Always worth it to look up once in a while.
From a bottle of Clos Napoléon, 1986, Fixin 1er Cru.
I have been carrying it around with me since that time – along with several other bottles that probably did not survive either.
May my friends forgive me …
Yes, I have been warned.
This was the first image I submitted to David Alan Harvey for BURNmagazine. He published it in the “single images” section.
It shows a church on a hilltop in Bornheim, where I lived. The wintery night skies and snowy grounds glowing in the lights of Frankfurt’s bank district, that is situated behind the hill. The offices all lit up, people desperately working until late at night. It was the time of the economical crisis in the banking sector. And the crisis reflected all over the place. Quite literally, as one can see.
For those of you, who are participating in (and trying to follow) “A Tender Heart”: my website is being rewamped by vektorrausch right as we speak. It is a parallel process and I will just turn the lights off here once the new site is more or less ready to go. There will be a lot of work for me to do to adapt the content, and so this might take a while. But on the new site it will be easier for you to follow the project, and for me it will be easier to group the information. Win-win.
“A Tender Heart” is made out of several parts. One of the parts, of course, consists out of the recipes that I got from some of you. Another part is the Backyard Series, which you might have followed on this blog. I am still working on this one, and what you see here on the web is not the final edit, I just always quick-grabbed one of the many files for the blog. But I guess it is enought for you to get the idea.
I have not been able to spend the necessary time to prepare the recipes. Still need to fill in some gaps and will write those, who are contributing, emails in the weeks to come. Thanks again for giving me some of your time. I really appreciate it.
Thanks to eBay, I now own a large vintage holder for my glas plates. It is quite a nice object, which you can fold together when it is not needed.
I was originally thinking of building one myself, or of getting a kitchen plate holder for the purpose … But I could not resist this vintage one when it showed up on eBay.
By now I also solved the problem of where to get the chemicals that I will need for the collodion process, as you cannot just go to a store around the corner to simply buy them. It did cause me some headaches at first, but serendipity just did the trick.
The only things missing now is to actually learn the process – the workshop is in July – and to get the right glas plates.
Nothing like Father’s day for a girl’s day out.
That is what we thought.
We met to go to a “cozy family barbeque” on a homely farm, which turned out to be a mass gathering for 300+ people, all trying to get that last piece of strawberry pie …
So we fled to the forest, got lost in the woods, found a witch house, got a lesson from an expert in how to raise frogs, got lost in the woods again, found a not-so-secret water fountain, and finally returned to Frankfurt to chill at the hidden Schwedlersee. Thank god they let me in with the dog, which usually is not allowed. But Hunter had passed out already after a day’s worth of lake swimming and stick searching and was nothing more than a happily sleeping bundle of joy in my arms. He looked so innocent – he even got an invite to come back.
It was a most wonderful day.
Walking home that night took us through the lesser known part of town – through the deep guts “behind the scene” commercial area: where thick black blood flows and the smallest vehicle you will see has 16 wheels. 45min amidst construction sites, railways and container trucks, when, all of the sudden, there was a small circus in the middle of all that deserted nothingness. Like a tiny and utterly surreal island of colorful light with not a living soul to be seen. Instantly, Quentin Tarantino’s “From Dusk Till Dawn” came to my mind – but there was this huge fence separating us which made it impossible for me to check the theory.
After a lot of coffee and cereals I decided to release the first part of “The Signs That Mock Me As I Go” for publication.
That was the easy part.
Now I need to figure out how one can show a group of work online, that is more of an object than of an image. Very tricky. For example, I could easily come up with a smell for the exhibition (I am an eye-nose type of person), but I find music very hard to deal with. Give me a cd and I can listen to it forever. Every new song that comes up deletes whatever came before in an instant. As if I only had memory for one single song – always the last song I heard I will remember for as long as I do not hear anything new. It is different with sounds, strangely enough. But I am probably the worst music customer ever, with maybe 3 records that I have bought in my whole life! Considering that my partner is a part time musician, this is actually horrifying to admit.
So now … how do I deal with music for this video that I need to submit? … Dang. Hopefully I remember where I put those 3 records I was talking about.
Shadow ./. breaking & break marks on a bridge.
I have not posted anything for such a long time that I guess I am going a bit overboard. But then, in a way, I am still thinking about doing a story book about the fantastic corner of Frankfurt, where I am living right now.
So many ideas … so little time.
