Vandersault

February 27th, Munich. Farewell occasion  with the IDEO office for Regi, Wolf, Elli and me.  It was a fun night for sure.

There are only a few things left reminding me when a Friday is just that day. One is that I have no force left. I feel quite exhausted after this week; sleep is messed up and a new deadline is up. Above that this week is my last week at work in Munich. But it also comes in the name of change. It leads to fear but at the same time a form of relief. I have been the intern for 8 months. I never did not have work to do. Countless hours. Inspiring talks. Great lunches. Travels. Discussions. Encounters. Much. And Much more.

I wanted this to last longer, but I have come to peace with myself about dealing with not knowing what is ahead. It used to be an interesting feeling. This time it feels different though. It may be a force of nature, a call for something else. We will see.

For the first time, I actually have no more film in my cupboards that need to be processed. This week I got them scanned, and saw them for the first time this morning. There were frames in there I had forgotten I had taken, and those are some of the nicest moments. After all, memory has sandlike features; it may not be firm, but it dissolves and travels and reconfigures continuously. Sometimes it feels like memory pieces displace themselves, yet they are not gone, they just find new places to go, and you have to find those again.

So now, it is time to scan again, since I have the time and can´t wait. This man has a repair shop close to karsplatz in Munich. He repaired a camera my friend asked me to help him with. I was picking it up. And then I said thank you so much for selling me the 50mm 1.4 zuiko – for the olympus. He did not remember that, but he remembered me and went on about with his very likable French (so unexpected in this country).

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A series of diptyches taken last October; it might just grow. They might be speaking in tones of romaticizing the area, but there really is something exquisite and clean about the place, in that it might sparkle imagination or zoom out and seeing cultures cross. What I´ve wanted to do is capture the experiencing of this place. I know half a million people go through her everyday, but the experience by itself is something interesting, particularily for the young and oriental.

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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Velvia slide – one of the better films out there. The 100F is the less saturated version, and looking at the slide itself feels like a micro replication of the real thing. It´s so incredbly vivid. I made this frame in late August I think, quite the stretch down the isar.  Scanned with epson v500.

note: I do not know if this refers to the limitations of a flatbed scanner or the slight compression to jpg, but the original image is much greener, so was the sight at view too. I have to try out some more slides, and get comfortable with color vocabulary, it seems intricate.

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