day 82: light and dark It gets dark early now and it feels like I hardly go out during daytime. I also catch myself taking pictures in passing, on the way home, on the way to tango, barely stopping to ...
day 81: down below: moving without movement On Monday I was on the way to a tango class with Leandro and Gaia when I took this picture. All day long I felt uninspired to take pictures and I had a long driving ...
day 80: droplets Every now and then I don’t really feel like going outside all day long and end up taking pictures of fruit or things I have lying around here. In an attempt to take a picture ...
day 79: señor bunny After you have already met yeti, my trusty hot water bottle, I can now introduce you to Emil, or more appropriately: Señor Bunny. He is a very well travelled bunny and has visited Germany, England, ...
day 78: fallen I actually was in a negative mood the other day and chose a different photo as a result. I’m glad that I went back and had another look over the pictures I had taken, because ...
stranger 1/100 A while back I read about the 100 strangers project and thought that it would be great to try to do a project like this myself. Since I’m out taking pictures every day it seems ...
day 77: autumn leaves and church window The other day I read this very interesting post about the dangers of starting to teach tango too early. I have been thinking about these exact issues the last few days after going to a ...
day 76: down below: Deutsche Oper Many subway stations in Berlin make interesting subjects for photography, especially when they’re empty. Maybe you’ll see more of these pictures from subway stations now (you can find another here), because I’ll be using the ...
day 75: standing tall For a while now I have had problems with my tango shoes. In fact I always had trouble with finding the right shoes, because the arch support is never in the right spot to actually ...
day 74: by the river In a week I will know the results of my MSc dissertation and also the final result of my degree. I’m not sure what to expect, but still I’m trying not to worry about it. ...
day 73: dragons won’t eat this In almost every tango scene there is a leader with the nickname “Terminator”. Sometimes there are even two or three of the kind. It’s hard to pinpoint whether the nickname specifies a certain quality of ...
day 72: cracks and ripples I have noticed this broken window already months ago, but only now I managed to take an interesting enough picture of it. The window is part of the shop front of what used to be ...
day 71: below the surface Even if the Occupy Wall Street movement is not in line with government plans as I suggested in my last post, nobody tells us that a movement like that will actually have any impact. Other ...
day 70: lines Lately Ezequiel and me are having quite a few discussions about changing society. The Occupy Wall Street movement might be a reason for the topic coming up more frequently, but it has been on my ...
day 69: crocodile at night It gets dark earlier and earlier these days and it’s already quite cold too. There will be snow and temperatures up to -20°C in winter here in Berlin which I’m not particularly looking forward to. ...
day 68: dead end On Tuesday I went to dance tango at Clärchens Ballhaus here in Berlin. I hadn’t danced tango for quite a while, although I can’t quite figure out why. It was a combination of not feeling ...
day 67: in the dark Yesterday Ezequiel said to me that he suspects that I’m a vampire. I’ve heard similar suspicions before, especially since I don’t mind keeping the curtains closed for most of the day. However, I can assure ...
day 66: playing games Maybe you have noticed that I’m a little behind on my posting schedule. Taking pictures and writing a post each day can be a bit much, especially when my mind is on other things. The last ...
day 65: sweet temptation I lived alone for 5 years before I decided to go to England. The latter involved staying in student accommodation for about 1 1/2 years and in shared houses for probably the same amount of ...
day 64: childhood Yesterday I managed to get a better picture of how the streets actually fit together in my neighbourhood. Maybe I have to clarify: My sense of orientation works in some way like in those strategy ...
