Neustadt & Sankt Martin, Germany

Posted on 23rd January 2013 in adventure, architecture, Street Photography, wandering

During my time in Germany (see Heidelberg, Darmstadt, & Koln ), I knew I had family just south of me. But, the whole time there I didn’t phone them once. Finally, in my last weekend there I phoned them, and took the train down to meet them. I am so very happy I met them. Some of you know I’m very interested in family history, genealogy, and to connect some of the dots, for me, is hard to describe the happy feeling.

They picked me up from the Neustadt Hauptbahnhof (main train station), drove me to downtown Neustadt, then to Sankt Martin, a small but very historic city in the area known primarily for their wines and a big dom (church), and then took me to their home for dinner. It was a very nice afternoon, and they fed me ice cream. Force fed me ice cream!

There were three legends I’m trying to remember, that my uncle told me about.

The first is of the two statues (one has all the people crowded around it). The story goes that the man, who was the Duke of the town, was a sailor and  fell in love with a foreign princess. As usual fathers didn’t approve of this. I think there was also something about him the Duke going off to sea, and the princess waited for him for a very long time, which is why their statues are facing each other, and there is a line from one to the other.

The other legend is of the bird-ish fountain. You’ll notice all the bird like creatures are different. Some have 8 legs, some have big beaks… all different. It’s a legend somewhat similar to the Sasquatch. So, they say that the only way to catch one of them, is by a special bag, that you put some special liquor in. That’s how you lure them.

I wish I could remember those legends, I just did a horrible job of telling them. I think I was feeling off that day..

The third legend had to do with the lion and the two mice at it’s feet. That’s all I got, I’m sorry.

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Explored: The Preparation

Posted on 21st January 2013 in explored

During the summer of 2012 I traveled through Europe, and met a man by the name of Gabor. He invited me to his place and commissioned me to make a painting.

After we lugged all the supplies to his house, put up newspaper to save the walls he was afraid to get paint on because of his landlord, hung the painting on the wall so I could paint it, and turned on some music I started to paint.

This is what happened, it’s called The Preparation.

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Faces of Istanbul, Turkey | Part II

Posted on 17th January 2013 in Street Photography

This is the second installment of Faces of Turkey (Part I is here if you missed it).

I managed to spend a little time on Galata Kpr. and catch an absolutely stunning sunset. This is a very famous bridge where many fisherman gather every day to fish off of, which is then followed by assorted snack sales men and women, followed closely by the tourists all getting their photographs taken and.. well, you’ll see.

One of my most memorable moments is catching the two kids getting bored at their little sidewalk shop and the younger brother had covered his brothers hairy leg with toothpics stuffed into them. He didn’t want me to take a photograph of it, for some reason, and put his hand down to try and stop me from taking it, you can see his younger brother putting his hands up as if to say to his brother “don’t mess it up!” after he had spent a good time stuffing them in there. I laughed at the two of them, and they laughed back.

One of the last photographs on this post is of the road Sıraselviler Caddesi, which heads fairly straight to Galata Kpr. I spent a lot of time walking along this road, as it lead to most places I was going. It is one of the busier streets around, the photograph I have shown is not in it’s busiest time. The bazaar was busier (which I captured in Part I).

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