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An afternoon fading into midnight stroll through the city I was born in – and what luck to grow up surrounded by such beauty. Life is layered and opaque though, sometimes you can see best from a distance. The night…
An afternoon fading into midnight stroll through the city I was born in – and what luck to grow up surrounded by such beauty. Life is layered and opaque though, sometimes you can see best from a distance. The night…
This is the holidays – Marghera, Völklingen and Duisburg hunting industrial architecture sites and sunrays. September 2021.
The thought plaguing me these days. Eighteen years, only eighteen more years, and we could have had a photograph of Napoleon Bonaparte. A daguerrotype, to be more precise. Daguerre presents his invention, up and running, in 1839. His research had…
Sibylle Bergemann and her reportage about the Marx-Engels-Forum in Berlin, GDR. How comes I am using the infamous TP incipit to write about Sibylle Bergemann and Berlin? The Berlin – David Lynch link is there, and for many, it has…