day 128: sometimes size matters On Saturday I went to Butlers to buy a few more mugs and bowls. I always liked these colourful mugs, but back when I had a flat in Düsseldorf I already had enough of such ...
day 127: abstract view Another picture that I took late at night after a day of trying to sort out things around the house. It shows the view from our bedroom window through the curtains. I like the patterns ...
day 126: at night Late at night I thought “Wait, I still have to take a picture!” and this is what came out of my efforts. The mug was handmade by my mother and I really like it, because ...
day 125: lost in translation These days I haven’t had much time to dance tango. It was all packing, moving out, moving in, buying and assembling furniture, the usual when you’re moving. My mum came to help us move the ...
day 124: packing skills Tuesday was the day before my mum came to help us move to our new flat. As a result we were packing quite a bit and so this picture came about. The rubber duck was ...
day 123: all that love I took this picture on the Christmas market next to the Gedächtniskirche after we signed the contract of our new big flat. It’s about double the size of my old flat and I really like ...
day 122: another photographer I’ve been thinking about this shot for a while, but obviously I needed a second camera to pull it off. Since Ezequiel is here with me at the moment, I could give the hot water ...
day 121: spikes These days I’ve been feeling a bit rough, so I just took pictures at home. Here I took a picture of a massage mat I have lying around. It’s rather crazy, since the spikes are ...
day 120: pure christmas spirit Yesterday we had two flat viewings. The second viewing was quite memorable actually: The owner apparently sits all day in his office on the ground floor looking at CCTV cameras waiting for people letting their ...
day 119: play Between rushing about to view flats, reading about tango, going to driving lessons I felt that I had little time to stop and take a picture. Only at night, in bed I finally picked my ...
day 118: snow With a quite different cultural background I cannot quite share everything with Ezequiel. He is Argentinian and although he learned German in school, he doesn’t understand most of it and he also can’t speak German. ...
day 117: Karl Marx Buchhandlung If you know me a little bit you might have heard already that I’m from East Germany. To be more precise I was born in Karl-Marx-Stadt, which is now again called Chemnitz, like before the ...
day 116: pretty much all of Hamburg This is pretty much all of Hamburg I have seen over the weekend. Sure, I walked around the residential area where our flat was for a bit, but we skipped all of the tourist attractions ...
day 115: happy sad As I already mentioned yesterday we were in Hamburg over the weekend. Our flat was quite big and really nice and warm. The only thing that was a problem was that there was no internet ...
day 114: a glimpse This picture was taken in Hamburg on Saturday. We had quite a pleasant surprise when we realised that the flat where we stayed actually was really nice. It had a living room, bedroom, a kitchen, ...
day 113: gloomy skies Who would have known that Ezequiel can influence the weather? The whole of November it was so dry in Germany that it was even possible to go for a walk in the river Rhein. And ...
day 112: typing Yesterday I thought I’d take a picture at the airport, since I was going to meet Ezequiel there. This attempt kind of failed though. I had my camera, I even had another lens in my ...
day 111: sleep photographing no. 2 There is something to be said about taking pictures late at night. Sometimes it gives you good ideas and sometimes the only thing you can think about is finally going to sleep. I enjoy combining ...
day 110: city lion I found this majestic creature almost next to the court house in a side street of Turmstraße. I thought he’d make a great picture and I was right. A bit of sharpening and some tweaks ...
day 109: handwriting The day before yesterday I looked at some of my old notebooks and found one of my lists. I picked up the habit of writing down my goals in neat lists from a personal development ...
