Leben ist Brücken schlagen über Ströme, die vergehn

As the year is coming to an end I have been working on the fifth edition of a photography calendar for the last few weeks. This time I will add some information on where the images have been taken and a few words to share. While taking notes for the appendix I quickly realized that some of the stuff I wrote did not fit in. Even though I felt the need to address these points they would have set the wrong mood. Why not putting my thoughts on the blog? Well, here we go with my little introspective and retrospective.

Five years ago my life was a different one. And life was about to change in nearly every way. Christmas was a very troubling time for health-related reasons within the family. I am happy to say that things changed for the better but back then I was scared to the bone. At the same time I also started a new job and had to manage a move. I returned to Leipzig which was exciting in itself and the job proved to be a very important step for the professional as well as the personal me. One more change was about photography though and it was a good change indeed. I was able to invest more time into getting a better photographer (and more money into gear). My photography changed. A lot. 10 months later I sat down to compile some of the images that were the result of said change. The calendar was only so much about the images but also about bringing a glimpse of attendance to family and friends even when I couldn’t manage to see them very often. Soon it went into print people seemed to enjoy it. Now four years and four more calendars later I look back and see that my photography has again changed as much as I did but the calendar is still about presence.

2015 has been a strange and sometimes hard year for me but also a year full of good memories. One of my oldest friends married, I was allowed to the photo pit for the first time. And boy did I feel the pressure. I went on a trip to Finland with my dad who turned 70 to see Velse and Matti. Even though the time was limited there are wonderful memories. Later I went on an impromptu trip to Lithuania that made me as much happy and gave me as many wonderful memories. I went to more concerts than ever before, made a bucket list, crossed some thing from the list and added more. Luckily I was able to walk away from a pretty hard crash with my bike and at work I took over responsibility for a team.

Time flies by and I felt the need to catch breath and look back for a moment. Thank you for sharing this very moment and thank you for all the good times we were allowed to share in the past. Have a wonderful Christmas time and „May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art – write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.“

Also: 20/56. Yes.

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