Photography once more

From time to time I am visited by the old photography ghost, who forces me into hunting pictures and stealing souls.

Only lovers left alive

What I like best about using a camera is, that it is possible to abandon your ideas of controlling a situation and let the camera do the work. One can think of it as a kind of dialog, where you make a proposal, the camera grabs the moment and both together create the final thing.


E M Cioran

Reading Cioran again. A romanian guy, who lived in Paris and wrote texts full of despair and depressed thoughts about the condition of mankind. Dark stuff, maybe caused by his severe insomnia which led him to roam around Paris at night.


But nevertheless worth reading. For me a lot of his aphorisms are a bit too flowery phrased, the thoughts on the other side are all worth thinking about.

Jetzt reichte es ihr. Allein schon diese Namen: Jesus, Jahwe, Allah, Jehova, Shiva… Sie hatte schon einen schönen Namen, fand sie. Dann rückte sie sich ihre Strapse zurecht und donnerte los auf ihrem Motorrad. Irgendwann nachmittags tätschelte sie ein paar Schädel, die ihr jammernd in einer Art Prozession entgegenkamen.