something short & large.

I don't consider myself a geek nor a nerd. Some other people do, fuck them. But, well, there are these moments. These Moments in which you can do nothing but drool about something technical. One of these moments struck me lately when we started working with Sinar large format camera systems. Awww. Doing mainly very VERY boring stuff, little miniature trains and such. but in between we pulled off some portraits. It's basically out of focus, but I still am like this: O__ô.

Scan from 4x5" negative, Ilford FP4 Plus, Sinar p2 with 300mm f/5,6

meet michi.

take care,
f.

grain, breakfast & hollywood

issue #19

what a title! My head's all empty this very moment, spent the day to get a couple of lousy RAWs of a concept i'm working on for my portfolio and I am quite far from being satisfied. And these darn toothaches are getting to me. Well, so, here I am again, in front of le mac, drinking espresso, listening to Abbey Road and posting.


Hasselblad 500 c/m + Portra400nc + Boredom = total waste of material

door & towel.

canon scanner & cleaning liquid.

my bed, in between sheet-changing.

cup of espresso on the floor.

Ah, had to return the Hasselblad to school and didn't even manage to fill the whole roll, so i took some frames during class. Michi.

Anna in a rather uncommon, enthusiastic moment.

APX400, shot at 400.. too grainy for what I expect from a ISO400 b/w film, but well, yougetwhatupay4.. whoosh, that was some great stylish writing. Whatever: sister on couch in the morning.

Marta came around for breakfast.

I went to GREAT lengths setting up the little break-fest.

I focussed on the glass. Why did I do this? I have no idea.

Christian wrote a little screenplay for university and so we got some gear and started to realize this piece of work.

Hanns took the main part.

Hanns without his cunning leather-jacket.

Christian, looking "directorish".

Phil gave his best being the best-boy.

Robin, head of audio-department. ;-)

It's lonely being number one.

After shooting we treated ourselves to some yummy kebab.

Pizzapizzapizzapizza...

Two studs.

Christian pretending to read the papers..

woaaah contrast. last frame on le slidè, as the french use to say.

well, there's another funny "oh my god the guy doesn't know how to handle his camera"-story behind this frame. The evening that followed the first day of filming didn't hold pretty much so I thought I just load a bottle of good red and some music into my hip messengerbag and pay lovely Marie a visit. Marie's quite photo-shy, I know her for like.. 4 years and don't have a SINGLE frame of her because she's always on guard when I have a camera handy. This night we got terribly, terribly wasted due to too much red & green and I could take pictures without her even NOTICING. Her playing the guitar etc etc etc. Well, because I also was quite.. well yes, the F80 was set to multi-exposure und I shot all 3 or 4 or 5 exposures on one frame, noticing the next day that the counter still said: 1.

Rushed to the filming location the next day quite hung-over & late.

Phil drove back to my house gathering some equipment I forgot.

There's a thing about taking pictures of people eating: You don't take pictures of people eating. So here's a frame of Christian eating.

The pizza-break was followed up by the obligatory cigarette-break. Phil likes funny hats.

Cropped. Phil, Christian, Alex.

Your trustworthy postal worker.

After another 4 or 5 hours of shooting I returned home and prepared some salad.

hmpf. I tried to make a little hole in the eggshell so it wouldn't burst leaving it in the water too long. Sadly the holes were far from little, so the eggs bled out into the water and my salad became a vegan one.

... but who cares about the food when it's followed up by espresso & creamy milk.

Early Evening, le mac & some red.

Later Evening: Pint and two shots.

Graf sticked with "Weezn". ( wheat beer?)

Maddin, as always keeping his cool.

Graf elegantly leaning out of focus. *grr*

Later that night (when I was out of film....) that guy approached our table and told us his life-story of alcoholism and whatever. He looked like a perfect turkish version of Al Pacino, seriously.

Lady in the bar window. How should a cheap window mannequin attract people to enter a bar? Well, I / We truly hate this spot anyway, but there was simply NOTHING else open this very night.

Shooting APX, giving Trix away to fellow shutterbugs.. Good for my Karma I hope?

Robin & Graf.

so much for now,
take care,
f.

christmas, dust & old friends. pt 2

issue #18

Here it comes, part 2. Met up with Tob and Shoo in Heidelberg before attending some more christmas-related family activities...

Shoo, iranian coat-mannequin.

Tob and Shoo... some woman tried to signal us through a window that she needed us to let her in, we didn't get it straight away.

Tob.

Drove home, arrived at my grand-parents' house and met my aunt Annette.

Grampa, in very grampaish pose. =)

living-room-life.

Went home, checked with my mate graf what was "ON" tonight.. with that gesture he told me that "IT" was on. namely party at his place, namely "The No.4".

So I picked up Maddin and we went straight for the super-market to buy some hooch n booze... Went round one rack and spotted Judith and Christian in the liquor-section. We joined forces with them.

Judith was not very sure what to take.. even though everybody of us knew that she'd go for Martini. She always does. She loves that fuckin' stuff...

The Person sneaking up behind Maddin seemed quite sure what to get, grabbing deeep...

So much wine, so little time. Living in this very region not only makes you an early lover of wine, it also makes you hypercritical.. "oaah.. not this junk again..."

Christian, being a pretty "yes-saying" person. JA!

W T F ?
Shoppingcarts. Waiting outside.

Gathering up for the ride to Graf's p(a)lace...

Christian bought some great Kodak Farbwelt 400... awesome film.

Stalking lovers. Great thing to do.

Bwahaha... Oh he didn't load this one up? YES HE DID!!! Bwaaahahah OWNED!
Excuse my childishness.

FUCK THIS BOTTLE. I so love how she looks there.. Minus bottle, 50mm instead of 35 and this would be hanging on my wall.

Art & Panama. Still sober. Still...

Christian Cartier-Bresson.

Panamaaaaaahahahahahahahahaha. yeeah.

Martini. If Judith would be a bottle, It'd be this one.

Graf. I love how 'open' his face looks here.

Conversation.

again, some moviestill-like frame. At least I think so...

Christian.

Sooner or later the mac enters the arena.. as usual.

"But if you sing, sing sing, sing, sing, sing For the love you bring won't mean a thing"

More singing.

Graf hiding behind his macbook... poor bastard, with his pathetic Macbook.. Not even PRO!! BWAHAHAH! Sucker.. ;-)

Being drunk I got the BRILLIANT idea that shooting through an empty glass would add some atmospheric mood to the shots. Hard to tell anything in this picture.

Kissing, dancing, dunno.

more love.

Panama and Graf, pure manlyhood.. manlyhood? that a word?

Last frame arrived toooooo quickly.

Met up with Tob and Zed in Mannheim for Coffee and Film/Camera Transactions 8-)

Crossing the bridge at 1/250s.

Parking Policecar.

Tob.

Anna.

Baby & Father taking picture of it with cellphonecam.

Christian joined us after returning some fireworks which he didn't fire up on new year's eve.

Tobgrin.

This night we gathered up at the "Brauhaus" for some Beer and laughter. Mainly Beer, though.

Somehow this makes me laugh.

Robin, dead-serious again.. lost in an ocean of thought i guess =) Actually he's pretty pretty funny, dunno why I tend to capture him like this.

Graf talked him into some pretty awkward sounding booze.. Can't recall what they were drinking.

:-*

Too bright, still like it.

Next night, poker at Koni's house.

"Whaaaaat?"

*shuffles* / bokehPod.

Annika ruled the game.

Graf trying to look cool.. he kinda crossed the line to looking very very tired.

Chips.

"WHAAAAAAAAT????"

Hanna scores. *grr*

Hanna going on about her victory with very rapid head movement..

The other morning I drove Koni to the airport in Frankfurt /Main so he could hop on his plane back to Hongkong. Goodbye lad, miss him already.

Another night at "Victor's Gemütlichkeit". I fuckin love this place..

Phil got caught. He made a fitting gesture.

Victor sneaked up on Graf.

Again, I try to shot.. dunno.. movielike?

Some movement.

Robin rubbing his nose.

Victor brought some coffee and some veeeery worn-out jokes to our table.

Phil. He's acting. Victor knows. Everybody knows.

"aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah".

"What's the deal???"

Next day. Visited Christian and Judith at Judith's place... Christian playing around with the Nintendo DS of Judith's little sister.

Judith was quite hung-over :-*

Later that day. Walked through a rainy mannheim with Headphones on, pumping music in my head. Saltillo. Great stuff, check it out here. I COMMAND you to.

It was Judith's last night in Germany before returning home, so Christian wasn't in the funniest mood.

Judith.

Bar Still No. 2423343535123

classy, somehow..?

Goodbye Judith... see you in a couple of months !

that's it for now...
take care,
f.