Sonntag, 15. Juni 2008

Nihilists! Fuck me.

issue #28

long time no post, i'm like 30 rolls behind or something and right now i'm feeling the sundayish aftereffects of a week and a week-end of leisure. so there's really nothing left to do than just kick it back a notch, watch the big lebowski for the 16th time or so and wait for sleepytime. Quite some "new shit came to light" as the dude would say, but who am I to bore you with my blahing, so here we go, pictures, dude.


Sarah at the FH in Dortmund, waiting to get our portfolios back.

Another beautiful morning in Mainz with Robin and Co. I just love the kitchen wall's colour.

Judith rather serious, not a real morning person I guess.

Judith's adorable curls.

Anna was around as well, doing her best to look like some squirrel or something.

minimal, retro, stylized, more random words.

the view out of the kitchen window, mainzer dom.

reeflection yummy.

"my mother said, to get things done, you'd better not mess with Major Tom.."

smiley faces + finger on the lens, very professional.

LATER, BACK AT THE LEAGUE'S SECRET HEADQUARTERS!!!

red-wine-eyed.

the camera seems to has been drinking as well.

The next morning. Robin decided to hide behind some pathetic artsy vinyl sheet.. what a show-off.

On my way home I stopped here, felt like capturing this lovely landscape.

Dropped my car by the garage, needed some serious fixing so I walked home.

Another day, a sunny one, YAY. Met up with Graf and some other equally hot chicks somewhere by the rhine in Mannheim.

random grass close-up.

as mentioned above, it was kinda sunny.

Jan shows his scars from 'Nam.

YAY for not beeing able to focus properly.

some feet, belonging to Tobe I think.

another random close-up.

Tobe from K'Lautern.


Stadtfest Bad Dürkheim, meet Marlene and out-of-focus Hanna.

Robin returned from one of his quests, namely acquiring every singly piece of vinyl the peddlar's market in DÜW had to offer.

It was my half-sister's 15th birthday, so I hurled my other half-sister into the car and brought her along to the family gathering at my mother's house.

After beeing bribed with cake, she stopped complaining.

Mother and birthdaysister, like how they have eye-contact.

Aunt Annette and lil cousin Anna doing some math homework.. both rather clueless.

I really like that one.

Carlo & Grampa.

Way home. Some traffic lights are just insulting.. after looking at the red light for two minutes or so I got bored and started to take pictures of Sophie strapped in her safety seat.


Another day, this time in Berlin. Again, Sophie beeing as cute as cute gets. It was my cousin's confirmation.

Sophie, again.

There we are... Constanze, grinning like a Cheshire cat.

men.

I strolled around the neighbourhood and took some terrible boring shots.



The other day, downtown this time.. Visited a friend to give him a my CL which needed some fixing.. luckily he has some very good Leica contacts :-)

Strolling around in the city like a homeless dog.

I shall call this... deconstructing Berlin.

In the S-Bahn, the city rushing by...

"Da geehnse grad vorne umme ecke un dann rechts, wa?"

Somewhere around Alexanderplatz.

Back at home, we met up in my kitchen for some beer, whine, etc.. Graf and Robin getting touchy.

"Ah, Le roi des indiscrets!"

Phil piloting the Mac while Graf took some time to think...

Another day, Mainz again. Anna Banana, yummy yummy.

Anna aka the coffee-queen.

Took a second one without Phil f**** up my background.

just some good ol' fashioned fun...

Judith going through some digital imaginary on the naikoon.

Anna on the phone.. SO to lazy to clean these scans, sorry.

We had an awful lot of home-made Sushi... Tip of the hat to Maître Robin.

Before hitting the town Anna showed her sad-serious face.

Welcome to Hannover. Entry exam for photography at the FH. Markus was quite joyful the whole time and didn't show any sign of stress or struggling or whatsoever.. enviable somehow.

Number 57 at work.. Thank God for the noble discipline of mashups..

After the battle...

Waiting for results. Got in, yay.

The other day, driving around for some photo-project of Anna.. She wasn't satisfied with the location I proposed.. obviously.

Christian's film was shown at a young movie video clip award thingy in Mannheim, so we all put on some bad-ass cool sunglasses and stopped by. Graf, Vera, Phil.

Graf and some poor Hotdog.

Judith going through the program.

Since you couldn't smoke inside, Robin was most likely to be met outside.

Christian, short-haired and all serious.

- no comment -

Marie hiding in her black curls.

the filmmaker...

and his team.

We decided to go to some beachbarthingy... Snap while walking.

Anna.

Phil & Vera.

Well isn't he the cool guy...

Anna duckie.

Heading home, later that night...

So much for now, more prepared and coming up these days...

3 Kommentare:

Bernhard hat gesagt…

Man darf davon ausgehen, dass du dich für die Fotojournalismuskurse beworben hast, ja? Ist das Ergebnis schon bekannt? Und grundsätzlich: Was ist die Faszination hinter so einem Kurs?

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fms_foto hat gesagt…

"kommentar veröffentlichen"... ist das die reply funktion? wir werden sehen.

Jap, Fotojournalismus, bzw eeigentlich is das ja n ganzheitliches Bätschlerding Kommunikationsdesign mit Studienrichtung Fotografie, bedingt durch den Nobel mit journ. Ausprägung.

Was heißt die Faszination... Ich will wider besseren Wissens Fotografie studieren und in Deutschland ist mit der Rest zu technisch (dortmund) oder zu abgehoben künstlerisch (hamburg und konsorten) von daher denk ich dass mir dass da was bringt nen Fuß in die Tür zu kriegen und:"rumknippsen" für 4 Jahre zu meiner einzigen Daseinsberechtigung zu machen.

ja Ergebnisse sind bekannt, bin drin und geh wohl hin. (was) studierst du eigentlich?

kann den Link nich auflösen, kp welchen Frame du meinst, trotzdem mal Danke :-)

Bernhard hat gesagt…

Ich mache Kultur- und Sozialanthropologie an der Uni Wien. Fotografisch ist Wien leider ein einziges Armutszeugnis, aber das ist recht repräsentativ für die Wiener Seele.