Photographs & Memories

Santa Cruz do Sul, 26 January 2026 I'm writing this on the evening of Monday, 26 Januar 2026. Exactly a week ago, I got so furious when taking in my usual dosis of information, that all of sudden I turned off my laptop and said to myself: That is enough, I'm not going to give my attention anymore to people I consider  power hungry, utterly vain and thoroughly nuts. It is beyond me why I've never seriously questioned my addiction to the news; that  the  fact that I'm a news junkie never really bothered me. Sure, I somehow knew that  but I did not take it seriously.  On the contrary, it was a badge of honor. It baffles me that only now I'm willing to see what it is: a disease that turns me into  a prisoner of news that I can do without if I so wish.  The readiness is all . says Horatio in Hamlet.

Tottori, Japan, 9 October 2925 None of my photos are staged; I photograph what I pass by. The reason? I find what I stumble across more intriguing than what I (can) imagine; I'm much more interested in what is than in what is made up. Needless to say, what is made up can become intriguing too, as the photo above demonstrates.  

Hiroshima, Japan, 12 October 2025 What you cannot see when looking at this photographs are the many attempts I made when taking it. In other words, this is one version of many. Why I decided to post this one here I do not really know (I'm not into post-rationalisations) yet I find the taking of pictures one thing, the selecting process afterwards however  quite another.  

Tottori, Japan, 7 October 2025 Ambling through the Japanese town of Tottori means to be surrounded by modern and often pretty futuristic looking buildings. Now imagine my suprise when all of a sudden I came across the above house, not somewhere on the outskirts but right behind the central train station.

Tottori, Japan, 7 October 2025 Nothing is more difficult than being simple. Japanese architecture, to my mind, is art 'cause  it has the courage to be simple and unexpected.

Sargans, Switzerland, 14 September 2025 Sometimes I know what makes me take a photograph, which is just another way of saying that often I don't. In the case of this pîcture it was the background colour. It was my friend, the photographer Blazenka Kostolna, who pointed   to the importance of background. When she mentioned it I felt slightly embarrased for I thought it to be more than obvious. So how come I had overlooked it? I still don't know but I don't do it anymore.