After we returned from Berlin, I’d just thought “that couldn’t be over now”. I still had that street photographeeling in me. So I asked Sandrine if she like to take a short trip to Venice. So we went to Venice. And Venice was awesome.

We decided to take the train (no nerves for annoying check-ins at the airports). So we had a stop in Milano.

In the train from Milano Centrale to Venice.

Arrived in Venice.

This was a tricky one, he was not amused to see my camera, so I made a turn and this was, unfortunately, the best situation. But wait!

Playing football.

There was a political debate this day.

We wanted to make just a “quick n’ dirty n’ cheap” trip to the isle, means two and a half days. To save money, I’d booked a hotel in Mestre, one station before Venezia Santa Lucia. Believe me, do yourself a favour, spend some extra money and book a hotel on the isle itself. In Mestre you will see that italy has ran out of money. It’s really sad. Or if you want to help a community, book as we did. But don’t expect too much.

Who want’s to steal a coffeemachine as big like this one?

Qi gong on the balcony.

The “streets” of Venice.

Please pose! Piazza San Marco, 9 bugs for a coffee.

On the way to Murano, the isle of the legendary glasmakers.

Unfortunately, there was “just” a show for the tourits. But it was impressive though. Chapeau for this

Shadow on the left.

Mobile vegetable market.

Another master.

Back in Venice.

On the way to Lido.

First good coffee these days,

Lido di Venezia, a place to be after a workers life.

Remember me a bit on the work of Martin Parr. It looks like in the 80’s. Could be a Magnum shot :-)

Hey!

We watched them for while and were impressed by the precision with they stear their gondolas.

Back on the Piazza San Marco.

Sing when your swimming!

A little series.

Found the best frame.

Take a closer look in mirrors.

Almost the shot I was looking for.

Why do people close their eyes always in the wrong moment?

A paradigms change. Everyone was taking pictures with a tablet or smartphone. People looked at me like they never saw a Rolleiflex before.

Night Serenade with the gondola on the Canale Grande.

The Rialto Bridge.

Back at home.

Daniel Tillmanns, musican.

Christelle, beautiful strange.

This one is for Dennis.

Hanging around with Chris on his birthday.

A short trip on the Gurten.

Preparations for the annual music festival.

Christina.

After the shooting at the Zsa Zsa Bar.

Hipshot!

Finally two weeks of holidays!

On the way to Berlin. Zurich airport, too early in the morning.

We had some turbulences.

Landed in Berlin, shuttle to the airport Berlin Tegel.

Some kids train “Parcour”.

Potsdamer Platz.

At the wall. Through the wall.

I was just concentrated on the women in the balcony.

Tiergarten.

Memorial.

Doesn’t it hurt?

They made a short “Hatdance” for a few seconds while the cars stood still.

What you will find when you look into a public dirt bucket in Berlin.

I know, it’s hard to decide. The Wall or the Brandenburger Gate???…

Nothing to say about this one…

The 1% picture. In 99% you need no flash…

Qi Gong I guess.

Waiting at the airport.

At the end, you are almost running out of money. So I bought two cheap filter coffee at Starbucks (yes they have) but missed a staff. Sandrine was getting creative with her eyeglasses.

On the way home.

I had a little exhibition, my first, in the showcase of Foto Lang AG (check out here). Then I had some assignments and could sell some pictures. I’ve bought several books like “Inferno” from James Nachtwey, Salgados amazing “Genesis” or my personal inspiring “Portret” from belgian Vanfleteren. Got an almost new Contax T3 from Mr. Lang (many thanks!). That’s all for now.

I don’t remember any chronology about the films, so I’ve sorted them by camera type.

The Contax Pictures

I like to introduce you Nosy, the watch-rhino in Andys car.

Headless guy.

Why so sceptical my little sister? It’s just a Contax!

Sandrines turn.

I like shaked pictures like this one. They don’t look like missed, more like a kind of art of itself.

That was to close.

At the beerfest in Solothurn.

Backoffice. Poor guy.

Standing in the crowded train.

Another Masterpiece, I have to print that.

The lovely Olena.

Morning preparation.

Marc is getting 30! Like Sandrine, Simon and Roger (think all day about him). Me too in September this year… haven’t think much about that fact actually.

View from the new building where I work.

Unfortunately, there are more and more smartphones on the pictures…

The Contax is a very good addition for some situation.

Now Leica.

First light after many grey and rainy days.

Lunchtime.

Elevator.

Tempus fugit?

Buying some food.

One of that pictures you made for not forgetting how to photograph.

Simon is getting 30! Master of barbecue.

After the “Tanz dich Frei” week-end.

3rd part of the family.

Some impressions from above the brigde near my working place.

I’ve never took a picture of the “Bundeshaus”, but I like this angle. Looks like the underground of the city.

Epic building lot in the middle of the city.

Got still 3 lives left :-)

This guy have…

Some medium format.

Simon

Daydreamer

Somewhere in Neuenburg.

Marc and his new Truck.

Christina.

Some kind of a band shooting (digital): Moitié-moitié

The End.

This is just a short update.

2013 hasn’t start good in personal things. I had to send my M7 for service again for the third time now, same problem is not fixed yet. Then a BIG SHIT happened to the latest roll of film. The developer was out of date I guess, the negs look like ghosts and something get wrong with the rapidfixer too. I tried to scan them anyway and post it, but don’t give a look at the quality. It’s a streak of bad luck. I hope it will change soon.

UFO.

Tramride to the hotel after work in the “Kunstmuseum Basel”.

View from the hotelroom next morning.

Beside the hotel.

Weather was bad, so I’d took some familypics.

My mothers tea-store.

Outstanding! My mom grabbed the Leica and took that pic from me, she did very well for a first shot!

Nice try of hipshot.

Crazy, thought that shot would be brutal overexposed because it was to fast to adjust the aperture. I’ve took it at 1.4 (ASA400) and the 1/1000 sec. was blinking somewhere in the Nirvana I guess. Lucky me for one time.

For all the strange things which sometimes happen, I read some really wise words:

“I think if I ever get satisfied, I’ll have to stop. It’s the frustration that drives you.”- Eve Arnold

I know, it’s a bit unusual, but I just have the desire to show some colorframes. All made @ 24mm, mostly open.

Great natural frame :-)

Some Silent Hill shots.

We’ve found an amazing place.

The bridge connect the swiss with the german side. Easy way for desertion.

On the german side :-(

I’ve got my Leica back, special thanks to Mr. Lang who’s borrowed me his one. Bad days outside, time for some portraits.

Here I’ve tried a selfmade softfocus. Too much of vaseline I guess.

Some shots with Chris.

And with Andy in his self build studio. He looks like Hitchcock on this one :-)

I just can say it again. Mamiya RZ67, a powerful tool.

Shooting street in wintertime is like hunting in the woods without animals. Indeed, streetphotography is more like a study of everyday situations. So I took almost pictures in the train or in house.

After a long time, Simon, Marc and me met each other for an evening with chickenwings and beer.

In a way I am against horrible nuclear power, but W.T.F is that? (And for correction, the word is called “nucular” :-)

I was on the way to zurich for an assignment on sharing knowldedge, where I met suprisingly Cornelia. She’s the girlfriend of Bastien, Sandrines brother. She came for the congress to help out.

After a very long day in the hotel bar.

This is Salome, a crew member of the organisation. She hates to be photographed, but for my suprise she agreed with that portrait. I guess it was the Leica.

Hanging around with the Ladies.

A nice detail of the hotel.

On the way home, somewhere near zurich.

iPad vs. paper #1

Rolf came that day to us for some it-whatever. I was so lazy these days and took that pic out of my chair.

The place where I can forget reality for a few hours, since 23 years I guess.

The morning after the carnival. What a mess.

There are two things I really hate. One of it are these stumble traps.

iPad vs. paper #2

Helped out Dalai at the Jazzwerkstatt.

Time to go home.