I’ve once again been to Volkspark Rehberge. Instead of the yellow autumn light I encountered at the last visit, the park was now covered by a wintery snowy blanket. People enjoyed a walk in this winter wonderland, went for a jog, let their dogs play happily in the fluffy snow or enjoyed a sledging down that marvellous hill that’s perfect for this activity.
I love the sea. Water is my element. The endless horizon calms me and so does the sound of the waves crashing onto the shore. I love how the wind tousles my hair and how the spray covers my glasses with tiny drops of salty sea water.
Old graveyards fascinate me. Especially when they are no longer in use and are hidden in places no one would suspect an old burial ground. Between town houses, in the middle of a public park, next to an ordinary parking lot or you stumble upon them while exploring an old forest. Highgate Cemetery is a bit different. It is not hidden but situated on Highgate Hill (near Hampstead Heath) and in Victorian times, one must’ve had an amazing view across London from there. Opened 1839 it was one of the first cemeteries that was not directly attached to an individual church. Since inner city graveyards could no longer cope with the amount of burials taken place, Londoners had to find alternatives to bury their dead. So Highgate Cemetery became one of the seven large graveyards outside the City. The location and the view soon became very popular and people did not only come there to pay respect to the deceased but used Highgate as a place for a picnic after a nice Sunday walk in the clean, fresh air. What also makes this cemetery a special place is the way the graves are arranged. On any german „Parkfriedhof“ there would be a very […]
Hamburg already had their little winterwonderland experience this November, even in Hannover they had some snow. Berlin, on the other hand has so far not seen a single snowflake. So I was really happy that one of the films I picked up was one from January 2016 – when I was at my parents to go sledding. We went to one of the neighbouring villages and sled down the hill into the fields. I took these pictures with my old, trustworthy Pentacon Six on Ilford HP5 400 film.