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November 25th, 2014

CornerView – one color

A great photograph is one that fully expresses
what one feels, in the deepest sense,
about what is being photographed.

Ansel Adams


Black /white photography is something I want to dominate.
Because on a black/white picture you limit yourself to the most important, the most necessary.
Too much should not there be, and yet must be able to lose it.


 – one color –
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November 18th, 2014

CornerView – one song


As sure as night is dark and day is light
I keep you on my mind both day and night
And happiness I’ve known proves that it’s right
Because you’re mine, I walk the line

Johnny Cash

I admit it, my English is very, very lousy. Last Saturday I went to the friend of a friend, I had to pick up something. It was not far, but I went this route for the first time. And I crossed a wonderful, late autumn forest. The leaves had already fallen in part, and the rest who still clung to the trees, was a little yellow and mostly brown. A gorgeous brown, a warm brown, one in which you would like to place and rest.
I could not resist, I had to stop, get out and take pictures. It smelled lovely – do you know what reminds me of the smell of autum? – the smell of wood pencils, which I used in school. Stained or pencil, no matter, the main thing they were made of wood.
And it was quiet. Very quiet. Most birds are gone – to the south. And the few that are still left, here and there rustled the leaves. There was no wind … it was just silent.

When I went back to the car, I stood in the middle of the road, just on one of those white markings, and then I remembered the song “walk the line” of Johnny Cash. And now I close the circle to my first sentence of this long textes – after I was back at home and had considered and prepared the pictures  for the blog, I searched the internet for a translation lyrics of walk the line. And this resulted in a completely different sense, as I have translated it into German.

Now I know though, as it is, but for me the song will always have something to do with a road on which marks it pays to walk. Because that means the word for word translation into German.






Later, I made myself comfortable. As cozy as you made it in the late fall when it is cool outside and is rapidly dark. I cooked a cup of coffee and ate a lemon cake. And reading a book of my favorite author … and indeed of a road. John Steinbeck’s “Cannery Row”, the road that tells of the life of casual workers, scoundrels, whores and queers.


 one song –
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November 11th, 2014

CornerView – what do you do when you are alone at home

What I do when I’m home alone.
Hmm … I have to think. I’m rarely alone at home.
If my daughter is not there, so our Frieda is always at me.
So I’m never really alone at home.
But what I do when I’m alone with Frieda, I can tell you.
I love to  walk alone with Frieda,
I like to drink a cup of coffee just for me,
I enjoy it, to hear only the ticking of the clock when I’m sitting alone in the kitchen.
I often read the newspaper or a book, if I’m alone.
I surf the internet and visit your blogs.
I am also happy on the couch, alone and in absolute peace.
I watch movies or series (did I mention that I love to watch tv series?).
Sometimes I edit photos and create a blog post.
I do not do much, but is very good for me.
Then I often do nothing special and enjoy.





 what do you do when you are alone at home –
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November 4th, 2014

CornerView – one book

So. A book.
There are some books that I love to read,
and some authors,
for example TCBoyle, Stewart O’Nan, and John Steinbeck,
who write wonderfully.
Of course I could tell you
that I read Goethe, Schiller and Thomas Mann – the great German writers,
or even the authors of the thirties,
which were banned for example Brecht, Seghers and Kästner.
Not to despise are also the postwar authors such as Lenz, Böll or Walser.

And maybe it’s almost a shame that I am coming –
who has the chance of  a wonderful German, world-famous literature –
with a book to you which is now one might call trash.

But it doesn’t matter. I dare.

Diana Gabaldon … and the legend of the highlander
So now it is out.
Eight volumes, each with thousands of pages and (thankfully) no end in sight.
I begun to read,
one after the other until I had some time to read all the books from this one-off series years ago.
And now as soon as new comes from this series and no matter what it costs,
I’m the first to buy it.
Even if I do not immediately read it, I have to buy it.

It is at home, and I sneak about it how the cat around the milk.
I am filled with joy and excitement, how the series is going on,
what adventures will happen and if I will again meet all my old friends.

The book or the many books are about love,
Scottish and American history,
from adventures in the wilderness,
war and hate,
fights and justice,
and about everyday life of the American settlers and Scottish freedom fighter.

And the best part: the first volume has just been made ​​into a successful series.
I was a little bit worried that the actors won’t embody what I had imagined the whole volumes.
And if it is described as, and if worked with due care. And yes, it was. And I was not disappointed.


one book –
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