When I have visitors in my Gallery I hear them dropping the H-word quite often. Out of awe I don’t even dare speaking out the name, but people keep doing it as if Mr. Hopper was a dude next door. Somehow my photographs seem to remind people of his works. This is as flattering as it is confusing. Yes, I often show lonely people in urban settings, but visually it’s a completely different story. In fact I’ve heard the name so many times…his pictures are stuck in my mind like a catchy song now. Last Tuesday I took this lucky shot in Italy and I decided to go down the Hopper road a little, this time intentionally. I greatly enjoyed the whole process – maybe you like it, too.
If there is one thing I have learned from the first ten months with my gallery, it’s the fact that people from Kiel love to see (and buy) pictures of Kiel. Challenge accepted! Here are the first three which I’m printing these days.
When I was little the lady living next to us had a dog. One day she explained to me that when she walks the dog and letting him sniff around she is basically giving him the chance to read the news…
Took this in Bosnia-Herzegovina a couple of days ago. Too bad this trip is ending tomorrow. In the last three weeks I visited four countries I haven’t been to before. Ireland by myself, the Balkan ones with Steffi – good times! I’m well aware of the privilege of traveling and am definitely not taking it for granted, but extending freedom and time for traveling and roaming is something that’s always smoldering in my mind.