SEE YOU LATER...

 

Sorry for a interruption. In the next days I must go abroad for three or four weeks. Where I go, there was a vulcano erruption. I don´t know wether Internet is infunction there, I hope so, but I don´t know. Maybe there is time to look for my emails and to send some new photos directly from the camera to blog. But I am not shure. Let´s stay in contact anyway... I will miss you!

il Porto

 

The famous port of portofino. The hickstown of the rich.I prefer the old sleazy towns with the smell of cat piss and self brewed wine.

My favourite

 

This is definitely the picture of the Italy trip, which I like best: the real blue in many variations. Blue sea, blue sky, blue wall and blue dishes, what a fine rhapsody in blue...

The old plant and the sea

 

Sellout in Arma

 

My favourite palmtree again.

The palmtree

 

The palmtree is just the symbol for the south.

The real blue 2

 

Some pictures I wanna show in several variations, such as the icecream in the blue beach restaurant.

The espresso

 

One thing I like best in Italy, the good espresso. I would not have survived the last ten years without.

Fisherman

 


At the small beach, some old fishermen have their boat.

Good Night with a little joke

 

Let me finish our little trip trough the italian night with a little joke... a collage. When I mix some of these night photos of the sleeping town, I just get a fine Klee painting... or is it more a Miro?

Old market

 

Here we are at the piazza Andrea Bianchi, the old market. Used as parking place by night. Some streets wind up to the hill quarter with nooks and crannies.

Grocers shop

 

Where the shutter is down, you´ll find the grocers shop in daytime. But now the people are... no not sleeping. You hear TV sounds of the old and techno music of the young in the street.

The Restaurant

 

The multicolour neonlight is illuminating the street. On the right hand side you will find a simple hosteria, which sends its lights into the street.

Anarchy

 

Someone has written "A" as anarchy on the wall... but in some other meaning of the word, you find here productive anarchy everywhere. Italy is the living anarchy par excelence.

Turn on the light...

Some minutes later, it´s getting dark and the street gas lamps are switched on.

The last light 2

 

Also in "my street" the work is down, the washing is done and you can smell in the street, what the housewife has cooked.

The last light of the day...

 

Now we go through the street to the old center. Here is the bakery, where the bread is is sold from five o´clock in the morning.

May I take you on a trip?

 

May I take you on a trip? I want to make with you a nocurnal walk through the town. Where the town is? Somewhere in Italy. Ok, a little bit more concret: in Liguria, the motherland of the focaccia (-:.

Here we start, at a place which you already know. It´s at the church Maria de la Guardia, just the moment after sundown. The church stands on a rock spur high over the mediteranian see. We have to walk back to town, into the dark city. It is warm in the night and the colours have a special emotion....

The orange minute

 

Sorry, my photo report is not chronological. The blue moment comes, when the sun is down. It lasts about twenty minutes, until it´s getting dark. But in the minute of sundown, there is -what I call the orange moment- on the west side of the gallery. Only there and only in this minute...

Blue moment at Maria della Guardia

 

This also is a mystic place where I go since many year. I can sit there and wait for the "blue moment". I think you can not really make good photos and pictures of unknown places. You must know your object... and love it. Who does not love what he paints, will only see half. No matter wether you paint or photograph, no matter wether you photograph a nude act or a church.

The beach

 

This is the afternoon moment at the beach. Always these strong pastel colours in Italy, on cars, on houses and even on the beach cabins... it´s like a complot.

Afternoon light

 


All photographers know, there are only twenty minutes of the day, to make good photos: in the soft afternoon light just before the sun goes down. As you see, I helped the soft light to come out of the picture (-:

Houses of Liguria

 

The strelizia is not realy a flower I like, but it gives good colours to the photographer.

Flowers and sea

 

The wisteria is my favourite flower. You can sit under it and smell the sweet fragrance all the night, in night time it even smells more than in daytime.

Marco Polo Road

 

Besides San Guiseppe begins the Marco Polo Road. That does not mean, he lived there, no, he was in prison nearby. I prefer to site in the Jolly Bar just aside and enjoy the the lovely colours of the afternoon.