Founded as a settlement by the Vikings in the 10th century, Copenhagen grew exponentially in the following centuries becoming the capital of Denmark in 1416. The inner city was destroyed several times by the plague and fires and was rebuilt in a neoclassic style during the so called Danish Golden Age in the early 19th century. Although many other parts of Copenhagen are modern and somewhat functionalist the inner city still represents the glory and richness of these past times. Photographies from a walk during late Summer 2019.
Ribe ist regarded as one of the oldest towns in Denmark. An important church was built here by the missionary Ansgar of Bremen in the 9th century, probably the first church in Scandinavia altogether. By then the town was already well known as port town and for its sophisticated craftsmen. Nowadays Ribe is of middle size but the church is still one of the finest examples of sacral architecture in Denmark and the inner town is lively and colourful.
When travelling to the island of Mallorca you certainly will have some kind of a meet and greet with its capital city – Palma de Mallorca. In the center of its old town the Gothic style cathedral is situated, which can be seen from afar and is even more stunning close up and from inside. Similar as Barcelona on the mainland there is a lot of modernismo (Spanish Jugendstil / art nouveau) style buildings to be discovered. After your sightseeing tour you can take a nap at the beach or at one of the beautiful parks of the city.
Ashore of the Sahara in the Atlantic Ocean there is a group of islands called the Canaries. They belong to Spain and are renowned for their mild weather and beautiful nature. One of these islands is called Fuerteventura. Due to its proximity to Africa and the Sahara the weather here is quite dry, it almost never rains, and the landscape is shaped to a large degree by dunes and deserts. Often dusts sweep across the island and make for interesting moods.
Shot in November 2018
Shot in New York City in April 2018.
Wandering the nameless and grid-like streets of New York you feel like a particle trapped in some kind of computersystem. The streets being streams of data rushing relentlessly through the motherboard. On the way to midtown the houses become ever larger and you seem to be more and more irrelevant, a lost particle in a perfectly structured system. After some time you reach the square shaped central park which looks like the green chip on the motherboard. The last refuge of mother nature on the island of Manhattan gives you a break and you may reflect upon the differences to European cities. By comparison they seem more naturally grown, shaped by history and necessity with dwindling roads and overgrown parks, more human and less grid like. They are designed as well of course, but their artificiality seems to be hidden behind history, individuality and to be more human in size. But if the buildings seem to touch the sky and the roads are endless grids everything may be possible in the end and that’s the secret of the so called American dream: To escape the motherboard, to be more than a nameless particle, you need to find a way through the grid and climb the sky.