Enjoying nature and photography.
A retrospect, time to reflect: birds, poems, and photography of calm nature, IT mixed in, sometimes even a unique spin. I recollect all memories left from my past, or simply write what’s deep within. An introspect, time to dissect: I‘d like to be an architect of words with charm and wit, that bite and split the readership in two, to reconnect them right again. I’d like to describe mundane life as if it carries weight, as if it’s great, to resonate with other minds.
Family discussions are a precious gift: You can openly express yourself without any worries. Worries of being too open, too honest, or too unreasonable — they know you anyway. You can argue aggressively without having to fear ruining a friendship. And you can be a careful listener that provides encouragement and guidance to your loved ones. After all, if you’re open to have your opinion seriously challenged, you might learn something new about yourself after all.
Orange beaks pass through the snow in search for food they plough the empty meadow, search for food, slow, graceful steps, fierce attitude.
Family discussions are a precarious venture: Bogged down relationships and intimate bonds clash with a mutual lack of goodwill and little restraint in abrasively advertising ones beliefs. The ones you’re nearest to might be the ones who are the least likely to share your worries and fears. Or they might be the ones who possess a seemingly divergent set of values. Each advent of a disagreement triggers the same repeating patterns, and all ways forward appear to be blocked; like a wall of snow, smudging an unequivocal truth, close but unattainable.
Sometimes, there is the necessity for change and, sometimes, there is the desire for change. I love my city, the very city I came to ten years ago for my studies. The very city I stayed in, because of all the people I got to know and because of all the places I became attached to. A city which offers more bicycle tracks than any other city I’ve seen, a city which hosts wonderful buildings, large churches, a rich university life, and extensive nature all around. But now is the time for change.
And, thus, I am walking my oh so familiar path around the lake, one last time. I am visiting the Old Botanical garden, one last time. I am meeting people, temporary acquaintances, friends who are not familiar enough to stay in touch with, one last time. I am riding down the pedestrian zone, unlawfully, one last time. I am eating at my favorite place, I am visiting the climbing gym, I am enjoying the sun on our balcony, I am admiring the birds, the squirrels, the gray-legged geese, one last time.
We are taking a break and set forth to seek new shores, for the first time.
A glimpse of time that passes by, down at the river, here I lie. Startled starlings high above. Each second fleeting, why are we longing for the neat deceit of endless time, eternity?
Trees shifted by a gentle breeze of grace, at ease the silent world around, clouds drifting by, unbound and free, three cranes agree with distant calls: a potpourri of nature's soul.
Spring music; played by little bells in white, a well of warmth despite cold air. Each year they do appear, to persevere where orange-colored skies collide.
Light flows through the leaves deep shadows hide beneath: A lonely flower blooms and shines, the only one, and it declines as soon as signs of spring disperse, and winter reigns again.
I always liked to color in Mandalas as a child: It’s soothing to see the repetitive patterns emerge in bright colors out of a black and white sketch.
While I’ve played around a lot with ICM photography in the past, I’ve only rarely used in-camera multiple exposures. Mainly, because my old X-T30 offers a limited set of features. So, here is a short series of pictures using additive multiple exposures with the X-T5:
Which one do you like the most? For me, it is certainly No. 1 (or maybe No. 3). I tried around with multiple plants, but this one worked the best by quite a margin: It was helpful that the edges of the leafs were in strong contrast to the deep greens to get the distinct mandala-like appearance and structure. Additionally, there was some lovely passive light through sparse clouds. The Fujinon XF 80mm Macro lens did a wonderful job at isolating the bloom (which was only around 1cm in diameter) from its background while retaining all the little details.
Punkt im Dunkeln