Athens…

…is were I travelled to, not to long ago. I accompanied my partner to a conference. Here is what I saw and what she thought in an attempt to combine those two to create something new:

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This summer I was walking through Athens not exactly knowing what I was feeling: I felt strange, estranged even. I had not left what is considered “Europe”. Nevertheless, I was a foreigner to this fast, busy, somehow melancholic and defiant city. After a while I came to realize that I felt something that I identified as a sort of collective sentiment: depression, but also anger, frustration, defiance and – I could not first grasp it – solidarity. A Greek solidarity against a Europe that is defined by neoliberal regimes of austerity and managed migration.

 

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Being a person born, raised and still living in Germany I felt out of place: awkward, guilty or responsible at least. A German government that I did not vote for harmed this country: and it was the vulnerability I felt when walking through the streets of Athens. But there was more to it than injury and pain…there was also commitment, critique, and – again – solidarity. The austerity measurements set in motion by EU’s established leaders were fueled by a “Northern” resentment of the inner workings of “Southern” economy and lifestyle. This resentment is manifested in the figure of Wolfgang Schäuble, the German Minister of Finance or Secretary of Treasury that stubbornly and self-righteously insisted on the Northern model – and treasured difference so little.

 

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Walking through Athens I felt the anger towards the German government that has so much power and influence on the European level. I felt complicit with this austerity regime that hit Greece hard. We are in it together, I thought: We are interwoven, connected, and yet apart. And now? Now, I am standing in Athens feeling a sentiment of rejection, refusal, and distrust towards me being a relatively rich and relatively privileged tourist, above all from Germany: coming to Athens, and leaving it behind me. Still, Athens affects me…

 

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Mach was draus…

… he said to me.

It was “illegal” to bring my camera inside. Why? Well every phone can take pictures nowadays and I got told again (this happened before) that I might use my camera to produce something for commercial reasons… what? Me? I don`t earn a single buck with this even so I would want to and probably should. Anyway, my friend xxx decided to trick the staff and got my camera with his backstage pass. So… after all I could take some pictures of Quicksand at xxx in xxx which I enjoyed even more while feeling illegal! By the way… if anyone wants to buy one of those pictures…I gratefully sell them now!

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This years best of…

 

…means these are the top three of pictures I took of live-performances due to my own taste.

GWAFOM1Godzilla Was A Friend Of Mine in Nürnberg

 

Wettherope1Wet The Rope in Erlangen

 

saroonSaroon in Erlangen

 

 

Fluff Fest 2017

Another report in pictures and thoughts about Fluff Fest. Yes, I went and did enjoy it to my surpirse! There is just so much going on and I get annoyed by people there pretty easy, as I mentioned before. But the Fest also holds enough good things for me like meeting nice people and getting to know new bands (Past, Rutka Laskier). Here is what happens if you use very old film (that I got for my birthday)…

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There is…

…this place that I am spending a lot of time at since I`ve moved. This is about some of the people I meet there being active in a lot of different ways: setting up shows, cooking, reading books about anarchism, talking, repairing things or cutting the lawn and simply behaving stupid. All in this none profit DIY-sense that I find myself in love with so much. Anyways, some of them were friendly enough to let me take pictures of them.

More to come…

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PuffPiecesPuff Pieces / a Band from Washington DC

 

DagsDags! / a Band from Milano, Italy

 

Negative Thoughts…

Actually I have been thinking about this for a long time but I always felt that this blog is more about my photography/work and less about my thoughts (on it). Now it`s going to be different though.

In fact, I would want everyone, especially people related to music, to read this. Because it is about them, too. Ever since I started doing photography I was always connected to a certain scene of music and people playing in bands, setting up shows and what not. You could even say that without looking at certain pictures of bands and musicians on records or in magazines or whatever my interest in photography would have never developed  into what it is today. You can see on this page and on this blog that taking pictures of bands/musicians is still a big part of my photographical work and I guess it will always be. But lately a feeling of frustration and anger started growing when I thought about this connection. I took pictures of artists for years and some of the pictures appeared in other contexts such as websites or magazines. Moreover, my pictures were used by bands – for promotion or on their records -, sometimes I worked with the musicians and got paid for a picture or two but this happended very rarely. Most of the time my pictures weren`t of interest at all for anyone but me… Even if it sometimes happened that those being photographed were happy about some sort of promotion or were thankful for the pictures, what annoys me is that most of the time noone seems to care about it at all.

I am trying to see this more from the point of being a fan of music and being appreciative of it… but realizing that people are not as supportive, thankful, or interested in music photography as they are in music itself saddens me more and more and it raises questions like: Does the music scene not realize how big of a part even the visualization of this artform is? That photorgraphy works as documenting everything besides audio? Isn`t that worth something? Could everyone involved in music pay a little more attention, please?