Der fliegende Baron Flying Baron One of the nice things about the frequent print exercise is that it servers as an opportunity to print what we might call record shots (I think Mike Johnston coined the term, and it suits better then “social snap”). When my friend Johannes still lived in the 16th district in [---]

Having a great time at the Music Gallery Club UPDATE 12.04.2013: freshly cut video added:   DISCLAIMER: In this post there are far more photos included than I would normally allow for. This is because I want to give the people who have been there a nice coverage and memories, and not follow some artistic agenda. It’s almost [---]

Part I of a looong Music Weekend DISCLAIMER: In this post there are far more photos included than I would normally allow for. This is because I want to give the people who have been there a nice coverage and memories, and not follow some artistic agenda. So this was last Thursday in Café Schmid Hansl, [---]

Cafe II Myself in a window – through a window, with Monika, coffee and tee, outside Café Stein (for those who know it). Speaking of windows, and shooting cameras with window-finders (if you’re asking yourself “wft is a window-finder?”, don’t worry, an explanation is coming within the next few years, or google if you don’t mind [---]

Diese Seite Here is one of my photos that always jumped at me (albeit gently) when browsing the archives, but of which I never could satisfactory explain why I like it. Remembering that the print exercise is about printing at all, such a photo is perfectly suited. The wish to see it on paper demands some [---]

Am Schafberg This photo should not exist at all. Because someone said that only idiots shoot straight into the sun. And what about ugly side effects like lens flare, chromatic aberrations and reduced contrast? As ridiculous as all these reservations might be, and as easy the last photo was to print, as – no, not [---]

Spontane Ruhe vor der Straßenbahn I think that was around winter ’05/’06 at the tram stop Spitalgasse / Wärhingerstrasse. Focus was by Zen, and I think so everything came together nicely. Looking at the print on RC paper, I am not quite sure if I like the result, will have to try that on fibre. [---]

Vehikel I Posting the outcome of a print exercise online as compressed digital pictures is, well, kind of paradox. But even though a web image cannot convey the feeling that a print transports, there is more to this exercise than visual and tactile joy of printing and holding and looking at a print. Namely, dealing [---]

A pile of pixels on a screen is not a photograph – at all. It is cold light emerging from a flat surface giving the illusion of a photograph, at least as long as you don’t compare it to a print on paper. I knew that (and know it better after each new print), still I was far too lazy to regularly print my work, even though I have a decent inkjet printer.

Maybe a mayor obstacle to the habit of regular printing is the pure possibility to browse through the archive on screen.

Oder warum Kunst und Leben nicht planbar sind Seit Type O Negative cool waren, ist “Christmas Mourning” für mich untrennbar mit den Weihnachtsfeiertagen verbunden. Diesmal wollte ich meinen eigenen künstlerischen Beitrag leisten, die stille Zeit ästhetisch ausschlachten. Über Weihnachten im allgemeinen möchte ich dabei gar nicht viele Worte verlieren; es nicht zu mögen, den Konsum [---]