Posts tagged “Photography

eastern germany – a dream

1995 the ban against industrial hemp was lifted. 1996 farmers all over started to cultivate industrial hemp. the hemp museum in Berlin showed the usage of hemp. somewhere in Eastern Germany was the hope to reactivate a regional economy. at the same time patients were fighting for the right to use hemp as medicine. the baker tried his best. Charly was the only one who simply enjoyed

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Armenia – cowboy days

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georgia days – kazbegi

everyone told us about this magic mountain. kazbegi. so at one day we had time and decided to travel. finally we were alone with the mountain

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Kreuzberg tales V

Ok, we were young and wild. we wanted to change the world. for some strange reason this idea always ended up in some fighting in the streets. since then a lot of things changed in my little neighbourhood Kreuzberg. we became famous and a newborn tourist attraction with bars and music clubs

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Kreuzberg tales II

many years ago I discovered a hidden world. just next door.  my neighbors come here from all over the world. they brought their religion with. the backyards of my neighborhood have become very spiritual and I am blessed by all religions

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Kreuzberg tales

more then 30 years I’m living now in this neighbourhood Kreuzberg, a Berlin quarter. in the early years it used to be the end of the world. the berlin wall surrounded us in this days. now Kreuzberg has changed. going around today is sometimes more than crazy. always there are new thing to discover. Kreuzberg is full of stories to tell. but all in its proper time

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sri lanka journey – waiting for the fish

somewhere in the south of Sri Lanka. Years ago, this region was hit by the tsunami. Day after day I watched the fishermen. we became friends. On my last day, they took me on their boat and we went on a fishing trip in the bay. then they had to pull the net ashore ….

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we have Wuppertal

there is no reason to come here. normally. nothing special here. sometimes the train doesn’t even stop. the suspension railway is moving through the middle of the town. good friday is different

 

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CENTURION: Where is Brian of Remscheid?!
BRIAN: You sanctimonious bastards!
CENTURION: I have an order for his release!
BRIAN: You stupid bastards!
MR. CHEEKY: Uh, I’m Brian of Remscheid.
BRIAN: What?!
MR. CHEEKY: Yeah, I– I– I’m Brian of Remscheid.
CENTURION: Take him down!
BRIAN: I’m Brian of Remscheid!
VICTIM #1: Eh, I’m Brian!
MR. BIG NOSE: I’m Brian!
VICTIM #2: Look, I’m Brian!
BRIAN: I’m Brian!
VICTIMS: I’m Brian!
GREGORY: I’m Brian, and so’s my wife!
VICTIMS: I’m Brian! I’m Brian!…
BRIAN: I’m Brian of Remscheid!
CENTURION: All right. Take him away and release him.
MR. CHEEKY: No, I’m only joking. I’m not really Brian. No, I’m not Brian. I was only– It was a joke. I’m only pulling your leg! It’s a joke! I’m not him! I’m just having you on! Put me back! Bloody Romans! Can’t take a joke!


once upon a time – the steelworker

it is really a while ago. it stank pitifully around factories, the noise of the work was in part unbearable. but there was something else, this fascinating world of work that could be found somewhere in these walls. the work of little working class heroes

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southafrica – working class heroes

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nepal – the new road

the farmers build this road to have an better access to the sky. for us Sulichor was already quite high and we were soon out of breath. but we wanted to see this new road.  and we started early and crossed the bridge. we were on the new road. we wanted to tough the sky, had some chat with the construction workers and followed the caravans untill the end. we stayed over night

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once upon a time – little heroes

the war against Iraq was almost starting. in the spring 1991 we were waiting in Diyarbakir what would happen. most of the journalists did’t knew that another war already had started years earlier. every day Kurdish villages along the border in Turkey were destroyed and the inhabitants expelled. only the daily work of human rights association staff and some kurdish journalist gave a voice to the displaced inhabitants

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once upon a time – king of the road

it was the beginning of a long journey. and we followed this road, not knowing where we would end up. we didn’t knew that this was the last journey through Turkey in 1984, we could do in peace

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once upon a time – gecekondular

they arrived all together with the sunset after traveling a couple of days from the far east. and they came full of dreams and in their best clothes. but now they had to hurry up. the roof had to be build overnight in the gecekondu. the roof was there the next morning and protected their dreams. they were tired but happy because they became part of the ommunitiy in one of the illegal gecekondular around Istanbul. everything was organized by inhabitants themself. they are looking after the water and sanitation, the electricity and the roads. even the public busses started to stop at the gecekondu

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the steel maker

this morning we started at 3.00h. from the moment we first met, they made it clear, the work as a steel maker is something very special. they said, here in that steel factory everyone has to love steel making. all are starting in the middle of the night to cook the steel at 1500° C just to be ready at the next morning to caste the steel into the new forms

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once upon a time – the ceremony

we stayed the whole summer. our days drifted away. we were hanging out in the village surrounded by cotton fields. Pazarcik became our place. day by day the big event was getting closer and closer.
one day the sheep started bleating outside the door. the big day started – a new family was born

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once upon a time – the long way #1

we were neighbors in Cologne. he and his friends just lived next door. and we drove him home when he wanted to go back. It was a long journey before we arrived at his place near Pazarcik, somewhere in southeastern Turkey. but we did not know it was the starting point for us, for a much longer trip to discover Kurdistan in Turkey. in 1984

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once upon a time – the street

for years, the factory has set the rhythm of life here on the street. all the time I knew the street it was 6’clock, 14’clock and 22’clock. the street was packed then. going to work or coming out. for me the street became my lifeline, while I was working in the factory. the street gave me everything I needed; breakfast, lunch or a couple of beer’s at night

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once upon a time – the idea

the idea was simple. very simple and cristal clear. 1979 – we were young and full of energy. people couldn’t find places to stay. the houses were left empty by the houseowners. so we take the house, clean them and give them to the people. the houses belong to the people, was the idea. and we were not alone. we became part of an international movement

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once upon a time – brokdorf 1976

41 years ago. no ecologic movement was existing. just a handfull of people resited. but the police came one hour past midnight and drove us out with their water cannons and tear gas. first they fenced the site and started to build that nuclear power plant. two weeks later, we were 30,000 trying to stop that nuclear power plant.

the politicians were drunken by the idea of making atomic electricity. they didn’t want to hear that atomic energy is not safe at all. the electric corporations promised high profits and that amtomic electricity will be cheap to produce. until now nobody has an answer what to do with the waste. and we still pay for that shit again and again

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the last birthday party

my father Franz always told me, never go to a party you’re not invited. I did it once. I smuggled myself into a birthday party. everything was well prepared, entertainment for the kids, big pieces of pork for the elderly, beer and Elvis. suddenly everything changed on that day. it became the last GDR – birthday party ever. the GDR doesn’t exist anymore. I should have listened to Franz

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don’t call him duck – the story of Oscar

today I want to tell you the story of Oscar. I knew Oscar for many years. he was always different than the others. in his early years he started to collect all his money and bought a camera. then he started traveling around to see the world. first he took the train. Oscar visited a lot  places over the years. in all the coffeeshops he enjoyed to drink fresh brewed espresso. still Oscar liked to swim in wild water. later on he made one big mistake and started to hang out in bars and restaurants. at the end he met a chef. this was Oscars story

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Can’t you see? The war is over!

I don’t know how often I published this pictures already. In 1988 Iraqi Kurdish refugees fled chemical warfare, while the United Nations was negotiating the peace between Iraq and Iran.
Three years later, during the Gulf War in 1991, the Kurds were fleeing again.
At the close of the Gulf War in 1992, the turkish army employed napalm bombs against the Kurds in Northern Iraq, in a campaign against the PKK movement.
In March 1988, the Iraq Army attacking the Kurdish city of Halabja. Summer 1992, the citizens of Halabja are still suffering from injuries caused by the use of chemical weapons.
In winter 1991 Kurds demonstrating for independence and international recognition in front of UN offices all of the province Sulaimania.
The war starts again in winter 1992, Kurdish factions fighting each other for dominance of the national movement.

In summer 2014 it started again and in summer 2015 we still faced the same pictures.
Now in autum 2017 before the referendum, the Turkish army has strengthened the military presence near the border with Iraq.

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angola days – searching for that tune

as usual I woke up by the drums, full of no coffee. LP started the day with his wake up call for the Globo. then we met in #112 and we were searching for the tune. finally the tune was there, we found that Globo-Rock

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