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Blog archives for January, 2013

Archive for January, 2013

Thursday, January 31st, 2013

Mannheim: MVV Hochhaus & Neckar


I don’t seem to be doing much other than teaching and grading and sleeping, so have another photo from my XMas trip to Mannheim. If the weather is non-horrible this weekend I hope to a) get out and b) take the camera out then. We’ll see. It’s cold, stormy and rainy today – and I am glad to be inside. Off to make some salad for dinner now, and then some reading and an early night, I think, before it’s back to work early tomorrow. Oh, the exciting updates, I know (hey, at that … want a photo of my salad? :-)).

Sunday, January 27th, 2013

How the light gets in

artsy chandelier photo

Saturday, January 26th, 2013

Venice, by Arthur Symons

I haven’t been to Venice (yet, its definitely on my list of places I want to go, for any number of reasons [the Icon Museum is one of them]), but I love the atmosphere that this poem paints of it. I am, in general, someone who prefers short(ish) poems over poems of epic proportions (though there are some really long poems I am definitely fond of), and this one manages to paint a very vivid and unified picture in eight lovely and melodious lines.

Arthur Symons

Water and marble and that silentness
Which is not broken by a wheel or hoof;
A city like a water-lily, less
Seen than reflected, palace wall and roof,
In the unfruitful waters motionless,
Without one living grass’s green reproof;
A city without joy or weariness,
Itself beholding, from itself aloof.

Wednesday, January 23rd, 2013

Winter berries

schwarze apfelbeere

Monday, January 21st, 2013

Wind energy, times three

Wind energy, times three

This is what happens when you take a HDR photo that include a quickly moving element (and don’t edit out the ‘ghosts’). I like the effect! :-)

Sunday, January 20th, 2013

Something True

Indochine tickets!

So one of the things I’ve been challenged to photograph – and the thing that has really been giving me trouble –  is “something true.” My blog, in its conception and name and description, if not always in its postings, is supposedly all about things often not being as ‘true’ as they seem, about how things and their perception always depend on one’s point of view and previous knowledge and experiences. … and so I spent the odd five minutes or so, when out photographing, looking for any abstract ‘true’ thing that I could photograph. And found none that I liked.

So I finally decided to take the easier way out, and to go for something concrete and solid which is, at this moment in time in which I am typing this, true. The ‘something true’ here is that I got two concert tickets (which I really wanted to have) for Christmas from my parents and will thus – always barring unforeseen circumstances &c – be attending two Indochine concerts in France in late February. The tickets weren’t a surprise present – the tickets went on sale on some Monday morning at 10am in November and I asked my dad to sit in front of the computer and to try and get some for me, as concerts were going to sell out quickly, most people need to work at that time of day, and I could not be in front of the computer at the time … and he did. Also, before all this could happen, I had to apply for and get days off as well. But I did, in the end, get the tickets themselves for Christmas. And so the plan is that I shall be in France in late February, and will finally get to see Indochine in concert.

So, as far as plans go, this one is true. And hence, voila, a photo of “something true.”

Friday, January 18th, 2013

And the Raven draws near

Once in a while a snowflake falls softly;
winter storms at the dawn of the day,
cotton kisses ice cold countrysides,
frozen leaves ring brittle in the breeze
then skitter down the road, lost to the world.
Breath freezes pale in the morning darkness,
snow crushes under empty footsteps,
and horses will shy when the raven draws near.

Icicles lend themselves to thoughts of frozen tears,
quickly, the emptiness crawls over the crystallized lawn
swallowing, drowning, eating, screeling – hungry;
black and white and cold are the endless winter’s colors
but uncaring, the people pass by.

 For only horses will shy when the raven draws near.

Thursday, January 17th, 2013

Something Old

 Julian Apostata This is another challenge reply, this time for the prompt “something old.”

This, a nummus depicting the Roman Emperor Julian, is the oldest human-made thing I own (I own rocks and sand that are way, way older than this, but no human hand shaped those [afaik]) . The back tells you that it was forged in Sirmium (located in modern-day Serbia), sometime between 361 and 363. So it’s between 1650 and 1652 years old. Cool, eh?

Wednesday, January 16th, 2013

The Grass, and the Ice

the grass and the ice

There’s snow again in Flensburg, I am teaching and grading and talking to students, and sometimes sleeping, and the cold seems to be gone (yay and touches wood and all that stuff :-)) and the gluten free vanilla cookies from Finland that one of the local stores had are really yummy. I am also waiting for a delivery from the Hammermühle, to continue my ongoing research into yummy vs. non-yummy gluten free products.

Sunday, January 13th, 2013

Making Spaetzle


Saturday, January 12th, 2013

Winter blooms

I’ve spent the day grading, and imagine that I’ll be doing the same tomorrow, as there are still a lot of things that need grading, and I want to have all the grading finished by tomorrow. The urgent things are all finished, but I want to nevertheless send out all this feedback &c on Monday. There’re also 2 Masters theses to read, and then there’re next weeks classes to prep for, and … nope, I won’t get bored anytime soon :-).

Wednesday, January 9th, 2013

The Lord of the Chandeliers


In preparation for class tomorrow, I’ve been sticking a multitude of colored stickies into my copy of Lord of the Flies for the last 7 hours (plus re-reading it, marking passages, …) … and this photo matches the mood that the novel left me in, somehow, even though there’s no direct connection (no chandeliers in the novel – no photos of dead pigs forthcoming [I think…]). This cold I’ve been dragging around is also not helping.

Now to spend a little time reading something nice and fluffy before I go to sleep, or who knows what dreams I’ll end up having. The next things to re-read for class (both to be discussed/covered next Tuesday) are Vonnegut’s Slaughterhouse-Five and Michael Frayn’s Noises Off!

… and in front of Simon, the Lord of the Flies hung on his stick and grinned. At last Simon gave up and looked back; saw the white teeth and dim eyes, the blood – and his gaze was held by that ancient, inescapable recognition.
William Golding, Lord of the Flies (192f)

Tuesday, January 8th, 2013

A potentiality of lime trees

A Trio of Lime Tree Seeds

And the lime tree, lovely and tall, every leaf silent
hardly looses even a last breath of perfume.

D. H. Lawrence

Monday, January 7th, 2013

Small Mended Corner(s)

This is for the “photos I have been challenged to take” prompt “small mended corner(s)”. It was in the process of being mended, actually – but the mended corner looked much less interesting … even though it makes for much better insulation, I am sure. :-).

Sunday, January 6th, 2013



This is for P, whose photos of sporophytes inspired me to investigate them, photographically speaking. :-)