#413: Off to New York
August 21, 2010
We’re off to New York!
We’ve got two weddings to attend!
One of which, I’m photographing….a wedding in Prospect Park, Brooklyn. So congrats to Cassie and Jamie! While there, I also have a photo shoot for a small jewelry company in Manhattan. But, perhaps more importantly, before Brooklyn, we’ll be upstate in the Thousand Islands area to celebrate the wedding of Julie Brenner and Dave Finger. Congrats to them as well!
I’m not sure how much internet access I’ll have during this trip. Try as I might, I may not be able to post quite as often. Though I hope to at least get some NY travelogues up, whenever I get the wifi. We leave at about 5am tomorrow…so I’ve got to get to sleep.
But you can look forward to some sweet New York photos to come.
Flohmarkt
August 17, 2010
A while back, our friends Kate and Bolte had a yard sale.
In Germany, they call this a flohmarkt.
They held it in the courtyard of their apartment building in the weststadt, here in Heidelberg.
Kate and Bolte are moving to London in a couple months…which makes me sad.
Nevertheless, they need to downsize.
They used to own a gallery and shop in town, the Bourgeois Pig. So, that, and the fact that they both have incredible taste–in music, in clothing, in art–made for a better-than-your-average flohmarkt.
And have a bunch of cool stuff to sell over the next few weeks. There was even a gramophone!
But alas, it is sold.
If you are in the Heidelberg area, you should stop by for the next one. I’ll post the flyer here on my blog.

I’m sure you won’t be disappointed.
The Brooklyn Flea has nothing on these two.


As you can see many friends came by, from far and near, babies in tow, not only to support and shop…
…but to hang out, catch up, and just enjoy the day.
It was such a lovely way to wile away the time.
And the weather was perfect.
Even Andy and I didn’t walk away empty-handed. No siree.
You’re looking at the chair I’m sitting on right this very minute.
. . . . .
And that minute is late. So I’ll head to bed.
Exhibition in Karlsruhe
August 12, 2010
Just a few days prior to our Crete trip, I headed down to Karlsruhe to document the final exhibition and work of an artist friend, Hang. She, along with her fellow classmates, had reached the climax of their studies at the Karlsruhe Kunstakademie, and would soon be receiving the German equivalent of an MFA degree. Kate and I took the hot journey down to see the students’ works in a less congested environment, since this particular viewing was open only to professors and other students, not the general public.
It was incredibly, awfully hot that day. Something like 39 degrees. So humid that the sweat just collected on every surface and remained. Slick. No relief in a stray breeze to be found.
Hang’s personal studio turned exhibition space was on the top floor, where the roof slanted and let in sideways light from giant sloping windows overhead.

Despite the heat, I loved the room.
She had six pieces in total. My personal favorite of which was the blue creature (above).
This photo doesn’t do justice to the rich levels of navy and cobalt present in this work.
Though it almost goes without saying, her style is spare.
This was another favorite piece. To describe it in layman’s ways, it consisted of a giant hand drawn ‘X’ encompassing one large white wall. You can see a detail of the intersection above on the left, and the wall as a whole on the right. The weight of the lines are not entirely consistent. As your eye wanders from one corner, to the center, and out to another corner, the lines ebb and flow from a heavy mark to a faint dash, and back again.
We were fortunate enough to spend some time viewing several of the other students’ galleries that night.
The expressiveness of this artist’s work, caught my eye.
As did the overstuffed, cluttered hallways. Full of canvases, supplies and things that weren’t meant to be shown in an exhibition space, but were nevertheless just as intriguing.
The works by this artist were particularly engaging, and pushed me in a direction of contemporary art that I was eager to move toward.
Note, the book that neither begins nor ends.








































































































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