Die Bar II Vodoo is still with us as of 2013. The Yashica GSN which signs responsible for this one is long gone, but sometimes I do miss her. 45 1.7, mmh. This was also quite easy to get “right”. The quotes are there because what is right can be quite subjective within a certain [---]

Café I There was a time when I really liked to go there, Rokko Ice Saloon at Kutschkermarkt. However, the seats are orange and ugly now, and the place is less charming on the second glance. Because basically it is a noisy and greyish venue, with air “enhanced” from Gentzgasse and the sun hiding behind [---]

Die Bar I The bar is closed now and I won’t miss it for sure. But the mirror and back lit bottles … This was shot on 400 Film (TriX or Apx, not sure) in the lovely Yashica Electro GSN. I think the lens had some magic, especially at night at 1.7. The neg is slightly [---]

Das gute Leben This is a photo from a wedding that ticked some box inside my head. I wanted to see it on paper and decided that it would be perfect for the frequent print exercise: not part of a series; no special meaning; just liked by me; For printing, this photo is a tough [---]

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 [---]

Flüssiges Fanal des Untergangs Ich bin nicht abergläubisch, aber Gutes Gefühl hatte ich keines, als mein erster Automatenkaffee im Jahr 2012 von der surrenden klackenden Maschine zwar mit einer netten Floskel am einzeiligen Display aber in einem leckenden Plastikbecher serviert wurde. Zusammen mit all dem Gerede von der Zeitenwende und den offensichtlichen Verwerfungen der herrschenden [---]

A Little Alliteration A new week began with a dull monday, after seven days hammered themselves through our eyes, ears and brains with strong intensity. We left Maksimilian’s kitchen cabinet empty of chamomile (kamilica), we left Osijek with mixed feelings and Osijek saw us off with ice-cold rain and wind. It was just the perfect [---]