Dunnottar Castle

I found this very impressive sight at the Scottish East Coast.About the processing: I added a little bit of a pinhole camera effect to it. You don't have to like it, I'm not even sure I like it myself - I can tell you in two days or so.Here is another thing I'm not so sure about. You must have noticed that I widened the blog a little. Now images are shown 900 instead of 700 pixel wide. How about that? Is this good? If the blog appears a little too weird now, in a way that makes you think something is broken, you might have to reload the page entirely so the new stuff is not being mixed up with whatever is left in the cache of your browser. For me just hitting the reload button did the trick.

Seclusion

A first picture from Scotland. No, the trailer is not mine, but I think it would be nice to sleep in one occasionally - especially when you are in middle of the incredible Scottish Highlands. I'll probably rent a camper  when I'm in New Zealand in September. Till then you will of course see more pictures from Scotland and all sorts of other places here.

Video?A thing I started while exploring the country: I started filming myself talking into the camera. I'm still not sure if that was an act of loneliness (nobody to talk to, so let's talk to the camera) or if such video clips could be a new interesting thing for my blog. In the past I saw other photographers doing things like that, but they seemed way more "videogenic" than me. Maybe I'll post one of those weird clips, or maybe I won't.

An Encounter

Walking the streets of Berlin I came across this interestingly dressed fellow.
"Hey, I like your outfit," I said."Thank you sir, I just arrived here. I find yours interesting, too.""Would you mind me taking your photograph?""No, not at all, please take one," the man said in a strange accent.So I took a picture and out of my enthusiasm I had this idea of how to return the favor."If you like I can send you a print of your photo."The man smirked. Seeing him smirking like that I came to the conclusion that he wouldn't believe me."I'm serious," I said. "You give me your address and I'll send you a print."The man looked at me smirking even more: "It's not that I don't believe you. In fact I know you will."Then he reached in his pocket and pulled out something. He showed it to me. It was a photograph. It was the exact same photograph of him standing there. It was the one I just took. It was a hundred years old.