From the isar ventures quite a few months ago. Ventured the same streets today as it was lovely weather (but very cold).

Track to go for a Sunday: Jesper Ryoms – Hold On

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Interesting rendezvouz.

One korean guy travelling with 4 girls. They had been through Switzerland and Paris, and they happened to sit in on the same wagon as me. We conversed, joked, misunderstood. Later we bumped into eachother by the entrance and I was amused by his manner of posing for photos. His spirit caught onto me and I decided to take the Hasselblad out and finish the color film. He showed me polaroids he had taken during his trip and I was impressed with the vividness and flavour of the “prints”.

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on my way to work today :) she did not even notice me.

today´s learning: whenever you write about somebody, they are the first person you meet next day. you happen to be late because you were up very late. odd.

don´t talk to chinese people about chinese noodles being thick, they won´t pronounce it right. auch

whenever you do not bring your film camera wherever, you most likely will see something of a very particular nature. regrets. kid over 2.20 meters. with semi midgety friends.

so this afternoon i finally found the time to deliver some of my films to a lab; they should be ready by wednesday. the whole waiting thing does something to your body.

very well then, it´s time to read a book :)

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Isar river / Fall / Winter 2009. Ilford delta 400 w / Hasselblad 80mm 2.8

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2 days,7 ilford delta 120´s, 3 neopan 1600 and some regular ilford delta. What am I trying to do? well, the Madame and I have been reflecting on that on the trip back.

so last week we were planning a trip to Berlin, but it did seem a bit far fetched to buy train tickets there for the price of a trip where you could cross the atlantic. I don´t think so. Vienna was still an option but just for curiosity of possibility we checked Prague, and found a very good deal on a train/bus journey from Munich via Nurnberg. Took us 5 hours. We did some useful research on where to stay, and although none of us have been there we recognize that the older parts of Easter cities can pull of charm and offer something authentic. In the case of Prague that meant proximity to the castle itself, which we loved. It was very cold, I partly lost my voice (as I know it) on saturday, and it was tricky for misses Mariposa to not get caught by the motion of the cough and sore throat. This meant we had plenty of tea and took it generall easy. Even some shoes hopping was not a bad idea, given summer shoes won´t last much this winter. A little late to figure, but shopping is not a top priority.

We had a very awkward day today, very different from yesterday, twofolded though, a great morning with the slowest snow dive and beautiful light. we were listening to classical music in the hotel room in the morning, opened our windows towards the river and it was something i will always remember. i´ve never been so eager with my hasselblad.

there is little hesitating the statement, Prague is a work of Art! Now art is not about beauty only. It is a ground for communication, what is reality. It may be an escape, but with the tools at hand it is working towards truth, at least attempt wise.

In only these two days we had many encounters, those which were the regular meetings, for food or drinks, accommodation were of course mixed. i dare say we were lucky with the hotel but we have mix feelings for the attitude among some people we met. whenever that is the case you have to zoom into the landscape of tourism, and look at the fact that you are part of this conglomerate, and Prague does pull great force and god knows what crowds overall look like going in and out of this place all year long. anyhows, we are small dectectives who strive to find beauty but today we found ourselves in a complete discomfort on the return trip.

I am reminded by Obama´s speech at the nobel conerence, not of which originality should be claimed, but of who a big crowd will listen more carefully at, and that is which is the dark side of our existence, which cannot be denied.

my brave lady made a small clip with her new ipod on the train, while we were sitting next to what we believed was explicit anti semitism. her ipod is pink flash and we were sitting opposite isle of these very obnoxious people. we acted in with as if we were listening to music, but right now we would just be happy we are safe home and have what we recorded translated. I dare say it was not any good. maybe we will find a way of posting it. the only thing we know is that ( although we don´t understand german) we know when you hear a muslim prayer on a ringtone disrupt into the sound of a bullet, you are not surrounded by people of any good intentions.

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