The Musings Of A Bohemian Frog
The thing I love most about living in different countries is learning all the peculiar new quirks that, if you keep an open mind, make life much more interesting. The list of things I have learned ever since moving to Germany for the first time in 1993 will fill up several volumes of an encyclopaedia,
If there is one photograph that depicts who I am as a photographer, this is it. I don’t jump on the bandwagon and prefer to break free from most norms and standards. A bohemian soul who refuses to be boxed in by person, place or time. Lockdown, isolation, social distancing has given everyone an opportunity
Some authors take notes and are constantly scribbling in a journal or notebook. Details are important to me and are essential to many scenes in my books. Describing them with accuracy depends entirely on the mood and frame of mind I might find myself in when tackling that particular chapter. Photography and literary activity is
There are days when I am incredibly slow on the uptake and not quite up to speed with the latest trends. Well, at my age I no longer feel the need to know every single new and hip trend, I leave that to my daughter. Nevertheless, I don’t want to be called antiquated (yet) either,
You would have to be made of stone and blind not to fall in love with the interior of the Martin Gropius Bau. From the outside there is no way of guessing how spectacular the interior of the building is, and once you set foot in it, the enormity and beauty of it all leaves
I was all set to write a very different entry this evening, when I suddenly remembered I hadn’t processed the photos I took this morning on my way to work. As usual, I ended up with a bunch of sad trees and branches, looking even more miserable than ever in the dark and gloomy clouds.
Lo and behold, there was no rain today and the sun came out to play! The wind still raged through my bones but nobody gave a hoot in this city, as long as the sun was shining. My camera and I took a trip on the right bus this time (after last week’s misadventure on
What better way to begin the Year of the Rat than with abundance – a brunch table that fulfilled all the cravings of sweet, salty, sour and spicy, followed by an indulgent afternoon at a photography exhibition. The principal reason for me to make a yearly visit to the Willy-Brandt-Haus is the Sony World Photography
The photograph above was taken last night and would never have come into existence had I been paying attention. Sometimes making a mistake turns out incredibly fortuitous, and in this case, I took the wrong bus. If I were new to Berlin and not know my way around the public transportation system it would have
After everyone else around me has been battling the cold or the flu, it finally caught up with me. I thought I had managed to sail right past it and was about to toot my horn about the power of vitamin C and all, but nooooo, the weather had to to all menopausal and blow
