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Siegessäule, Grosse Stern, Tiergarten, Berlin, Germany, fotoeins.com

My Berlin: 26 tracks in the Hauptstadt

Above/featured: Siegessäule & Grosse Stern, at night – 13 Nov 2012 (HL).

I compiled a list of songs accompanying my travel, a soundtrack that’s full of meaning and memories. This is another set, a listing of tracks I associate with Germany’s capital city. Music is always about personal selection, and every track fires a specific memory of time and place within Berlin. For example, watching “Lola rennt” (Run Lola Run) in a movie theatre in Toronto in the fall of 1998 planted the seeds for a move to Germany three years later. My first visit to Berlin soon after marked the beginning of my love affair with the “grand lady.”

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Sydney Opera House, Opera House, Jørn Utzon, UNESCO, World Heritage, Bennelong Point, Sydney, NSW, Australia, fotoeins.com

Look up, waaaaay up (LAPC)

Above/featured: Men at work: Sydney Opera House, Australia – 12 April 2013 (450D).

I see a tower or a mountain, and like most, I’ll want to go up for a panoramic view of the landscape below. Even at street- or ground-level, it’s sufficiently important to listen to that “inner voice,” when it gives a gentle nudge and says: “Hey. You might wanna look up, right now.” I’m certain someone will have a perfectly good explanation why this works, how all my senses work together to form a complete picture, and how my subconscious will alert me to something specific if I’m not paying full attention.

All photos below between 2009 and 2018 were with the following: 450D for Canon 450D, C6D for Canon 6D, and X70 for Fujifilm X70; alle Fotoaufnahmen sind mit Wasserzeichen versehen worden. This post appears on Fotoeins Fotografie at fotoeins.com as https://wp.me/p1BIdT-cwH.

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Gartenstadt Falkenberg Grünau, Berlin, fotoeins.com

Patterns (LAPC)

Above/featured: Gartenberg Falkenberg in Grünau : Berlin, Germany – 11 October 2017 (6D1).

Not only did I enjoy my first Lens Artists Photo Challenge (LAPC) with a look at the colour blue, I had fun seeing how other people saw and interpreted the colour.

What follows is a short examination of patterns I’ve seen over the last few years. I admit I’m not always looking for the regularity of patterns, but those who keep their eyes and apertures open should find them pop into their brains or onto their image detectors.

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Ludwig Boltzmann, Wiener Zentralfriedhof, Vienna Central Cemetery, Vienna, Wien, Austria, fotoeins.com

My Vienna: finding Ludwig Boltzmann in spring

I’m neither tragic nor hip, but I know a little bit about Canadian icon and band, The Tragically Hip, and specifically, a song of theirs called “Springtime in Vienna.”

I can’t play a musical instrument, but I especially liked listening to a performance of Johann Strauss II’s “An der schönen blauen Donau” (The Blue Danube) on an intercity river catamaran between Vienna and Bratislava.

What I’m totally convinced is when spring comes calling, I’m allergic to nature. I’m a living example to irritation and inflammation, and living consequence to nature’s response to spring.

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Erwin Schroedinger, Annemarie Schroedinger, Alpbach Cemetery, Heiliger Oswald, Pfarrkirche Alpbach, Alpbach, Tirol, Tyrol, Austria, fotoeins.com

Alpbach, Austria: finding Erwin Schrödinger

Localizing his final wavefunction in Alpbach

It took a little effort: a train out from Innsbruck to Brixlegg, followed by a regional bus into another valley of countless valleys, accompanied by the illumination of sharp morning light, in a blanket of meadows and buttercups, under a deep ocean of impossibly blue skies. And on both sides of this river valley are an endless series of mountains, these peaks the smaller cousins to larger Austrian Alps nearby.

In Alpbach, the weekday morning is quiet, as the town begins to stir with people starting their work day. The bank has just opened, fresh baked bread and pastry and roasted coffee emanate from the cafe from around the corner, a couple of trucks rumble into town with deliveries. An older couple walks by, and there are mutual sunny greets of “Grüss Gott”. The church steeple glows yellow at this hour, and it’s easy to imagine with its bell the church is an aural and visual beacon for miles.

I’m drawn to the church because that was always the plan, to look for someone who’s buried in the church cemetery. Ordered rows of headstones lie as you would expect, but by the northwest gate, I find a single plaque on the bordering stone wall. The plaque reads: “Erwin Schrödinger, Nobelpreis für Physik, 1933”, and next to the plaque is Erwin and Annemarie Schrödinger’s final resting spot1. Another academic pilgrimage completed.

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