As seen on a bus in Berlin.
They don’t always agree about the choice of music. This time the Claudius won.
This is the first picture in a while that I’m really happy with. I just find the way I hold them two so expressive. I have no explanation for that …
I should never eat tiramisu in public. After eating this mountain of tiramisu I realised after hours that I had my face covered in chocolate. Luckily I was just home alone … phew. Great evening in general, tiramisu and I was watching Alice in Wonderland.
Who can guess the comic?
Lately I feel like I’m censoring myself in my writing here. Probably the reason why I have not been posting my daily pictures although I managed to take them. I guess I’ll just leave it with the words for now and stick with the pictures.
This picture has a very odd summery feel to it. It doesn’t really look as if the temperature is as low as -5°C, especially since the guy smoking outside the building doesn’t even bother with long sleeves. I was standing there with 2 jumpers and a thick winter coat, scarf and the hood pulled over my head. My fingers were freezing, since I don’t like shooting with gloves and even the sight of this guy standing there in just a t-shirt made me shiver a bit more.
It reminded me of England where the cue to wear flip flops merely is a minimal amount of sunshine. In England I have seen barelegged girls in skirts, strappy tops and flip flops at 5°C. At night I’ve seen drunk barelegged girls in hot pants staggering down the street barefoot when the temperatures reached the freezing point. Later they stand in the cold waiting for the bus and swear like sailors, sniveling and sneezing, and actually asking their equally swearing friends why they are constantly ill during winter. Well, you silly girls, it’s because you are almost naked when you should be wearing a coat! It’s not exactly rocket science.
Once I was discussing this strange phenomenon with another foreign friend of mine. I said “How can they even do it? I wouldn’t survive …” and my friend replied with a rather blank expression “I guess after a bottle of vodka you don’t feel it so much …” Not exactly rocket science either.
I found this little silly item of decoration in a shop that sells all sorts of things for 1€. The equivalent in England would probably Poundland and in Spain it would be one of the Chinese shops that are basically everywhere. I thought that this little thing was just adorable, although I’m pretty sure it’s useless to have a thermometer inside. After all it is only important whether it feels cold or not. In any case, it’s obvious that this is not the most exciting picture ever, but these days I try to avoid going out into the cold at all.
Now you can see what mostly kept me inside for the last few days since I took this picture. I was in the city when it started to snow and I was surprised since I was down in the subway when it began. I was down there barely 10 minutes and already the ground was covered as if the snow had been lying there all along. Not what I had in mind when I left the house, but still better than rain. Since then it has been getting colder and colder with temperatures around -14°C this morning. Although I felt like going to tango a couple of times, I didn’t feel like waiting out in that kind of bitter cold in the middle of the night, so these days I’ve been mainly focusing on staying at home reading. I only left the house to buy groceries and didn’t take my camera with me then, since it was hard enough to keep my hands from going blue even with my hands in the coat pockets. However, in the end having some crispy cold temperatures isn’t so bad … at least when you have a well insulated flat with a good heating and you don’t actually have to go out there much! One of these days I want to go into one of the parks to take some pictures of the snow, but I’m waiting for the temperatures to be a little more bearable.
I have to admit that I’m somewhat pleased with this picture. This is not because this is a particularly pretty picture or features anything special, no, it just captures the atmosphere of the specific backyard particularly well. The light coming from the entrance, the pattern of the wall, the light in the street at the back, it all gives me this chilly feel of a dark night out there in the city, where people walk without looking, where they live without noticing, somewhere. It could be anywhere, any backyard in any neighbourhood that doesn’t consist of concrete blocks. And still, it’s also a specific backyard just a block from here that made me deviate from the usual way to the shop, because the lights and shadows made my inner camera click.
This picture was actually an attempt at making a hand-held self-portrait with my 50mm lens on my 450D. Since my camera is a crop body I am therefore also somewhat … cropped (oh surprise). However, what I like about this picture is the depth of field which lets one of my eyes be in focus while the other is already out of focus.
Last week when I came home from tango at half past 4 at night I found Señor Bunny watching cartoons, I just had to take a picture!
I surely have to admit that I don’t always believe in Emil Bunny’s independence – he sometimes seems as if someone is putting words into his mouth and as if his movements are somewhat controlled by someone else. However, he seems to be sufficiently independent to end up sitting in front of my computer pawing the keyboard. He also strikes me as looking at the world with his own little cheeky grin.
He likes to watch some films, mostly the intellectual ones, together with me, while he’s not interested in others, like for example Jurassic Park. Last night when Jurassic Park 2 was on he was sitting on my bed reading a book instead. I asked him why he didn’t want to join me and he explained to me at length that he sympathizes with finding entertainment in human beings screaming and running for their lives, but once you’ve seen one of those monster films, you have seen them all. There are only so many ways you can be dismembered by giant teeth and claws. “Boring”, he said, with his funny high cartoon voice and carried on to explain that he prefers monster films that don’t pretend to have a scientific basis. No genetics, no chaos theory, just plain Godzilla stomping out of the sea screaming, soldiers being eaten, that sort of stuff. “Ah, come on, you watch intellectual stuff too, Señor Bunny!”, I said, “I saw you last week watching Persepolis”! He nodded and said: “Ah, you’re not paying attention, honey, I just don’t like *pseudo-intellectual* bullshit that is trying to explain scientific theories to morons, just so that they can have Dinosaurs eating humans in their backyards! As if fiction necessarily has to be *believable*, it’s ridiculous!”
Yes, Señor Bunny, I know, but still you chuckle when someone is getting his head bitten off by a gigantic monster. We all enjoy that. Personally I like it when my toy bunny pretends to be an intellectual wise ass. Maybe I should get a gigantic toy dinosaur to keep him company though …
This little man sits on one of my shelves and feels miserable. Well, at least that’s what it looks like right now, since there is not enough space for a more dignified pose. I guess I will have to get a desk for this man to spread out a bit.
Reminds me a little bit of my old house in Lewes. Once a guy from a charity furniture shop came by to ask if we had any spare furniture. I said “Actually, we don’t really have any furniture at all … do you?” and this guy looked at me strangely. I guess he wasn’t expecting that response.
The last few days I was mainly at home trying to stay warm. It’s quite cold here with temperatures far below 0 and I’m glad that the heating works well. I guess as long as it’s as cold as this I better stay inside, since I don’t cope well with the cold. However, this also means that I am low on inspiration when it comes to pictures and I have to make do with the stuff I find inside.
Finally, after years of living in random places with only parts or none of my stuff I finally can take my favourite things to the new flat. And one of my favourite possessions is, as you can see here, my stereo. I have missed it a lot the last couple of years and it makes that much of a difference that I have hardly listened to music during those years. I started by listening to a lot of Depeche Mode, some Cure and some Kraftwerk and I will carry on going through my music collection. I have tons of music and I’m planning to listen to a lot of it while I’m reading the many books I’ve also brought home. Having my stuff here surely contributes to me feeling at home here.