Augen zu und durch

It’s no shock to realize that I’ve been commuting to Bern by car for nearly six years. But what is a shock is that the period of changing from train travel to car travel coincides with the main rise of the smartphone. When I was commuting to Bern between 2008 and the end of 2010, getting through the rush-hour crowds…

Augen zu und durch

Things I could’ve photographed this morning, if only they’d happened

A greengrocer selling her wares at the side of the road starts throwing cabbages at a father and son standing at her stall without bicycles but wearing cycling helmets. A carriage full of train passengers passed out in their seats at the severe smell of rotten eggs pervading from the toilet. A glazier, attending to a massively cracked shop…

Things I could’ve photographed this morning, if only they’d happened

Light in the darkness

With the arrival of warmer weather and longer, sunnier evenings, I am able to begin using a technique which works in many places with dark, deep shadows and small patches of bright sunlight. Here are a few examples and a description of how to achieve this kind of shot. The shots in this article are simple to achieve, provided that…

Light in the darkness

Commuting

My daily routine takes me through the public transport system between the Bernese Oberland and the capital city of Bern and I often visit Zürich for work reasons. I usually take my camera with me and take a chance from time to time to make quick snapshots of everyday life going on around me.

Commuting

Izzy Wizzy

Things are tremendously busy, as you can probably imagine by the lack of updates here. Work projects are stacked up one against the other, the boss is continually bringing in new things to be done on the spur of the moment (like a ten minute presentation later this morning to the Head of Programmes for a leading Swiss television company,…

Izzy Wizzy

Far Too Early

It feels as though you’ve only just closed your eyes, when the alarm clock buzzes its way into your consciousness. Through the darkness, the numerals flash at you irritably as if they, too, are annoyed at being called into service so early. The rest of the room is lit dimly and intermittently with the red blinking before you swing yourself…

Far Too Early