MetRoma
as in Metro of Roma
the pun sucks, i know, it wasn’t me who came up with it, though. it’s the official ad thing.
anyway, here come some shots i took in a metro station in rome in march.
i like them for how they technically suck but by sucking totally mirror the way the place felt.
Metro authorities waked up to me about 10 minutes after the last shot, informing me i was violating metro security rules.
When asking them why it wasn’t possible to photograph people in the metro, i was told that this was forbidden for counter-terrorism reasons.
Obviously, I changed from tourist to terrorist by using a camera.
Weird.
Aaaaanyway, good to be posting stuff again.
Expect a lot more of me soon, as i finally found that negative scanner that i can use for free.
Cin-Cin!
EDIT: looking at the pictures again now, i should totally get the blacks straight, i.e. black-er. damn you, vile negative scanner.
anyway, i’m too lazy to do anything.
Den Fluss hinunter und hinaus, aufs offene Meer
so i’m writing my first blog post in MY NEW APARTMENT. if i hadn’t written MY NEW APARTMENT in capital letters already, i’d have put in italics. ah. what the hell. i’ll just put it in italics anyway.
my
new
apartment.
it’s still Germany, still Berlin – just not that fucking Weißensee neighborhood anymore.
The new place is in Friedrichshain – I’m with the cool kids now.
:O
seriously, this place is the the.
und es gehört: nur mir.
Okay, enough of feel-good-fun for now, let’s get on to the serious business.
Aleksi and Alexander le Belge. We were having breakfast. At 5 pm. :O
Behalt doch deine scheiss Erdnüsse, du Idiot.
The World Loves Me And Is My Bitch
they didn’t really want me to take photos of them. i was drunk. it was alex’s fault.
hannover is the most boring and square place ever.
:O
so i just discovered that doing blog entries feels so very but very different from posting stuff on dA.
komisch
anyway.
this is a tourist grand-ma that was standing in front of hannover main station, reading a map. crop is out of camera (how good am i?)
yes, there are tourists in hannover – and yes, there actually is some sense is using a map even there.
STOP LAUGHING
i notice how i start liking these wanna-be-mini-series.
anyway, hannover as well.
A guy in a funky open-air telephone booth.
i told you hannover was cool.
Christian, a semi-italian thug from rome who i now am roaming the streets of berlin with.
watch out
oh, and one last thing, one i’m really proud of:
hello kitty? no?
If you are into illustrations, and you don’t know her already, you need to check out Yuko Shimizu.
Berliner Luft
some images of these first days and first people in berlin.
Aleksi – the finnish(ed – haha) guy
Alex, the tadjik guy
A guy in a hot-dog place who told me what he thought of his hot-dog.
An über-jerk guy who lives in my wohnheim and studies economy – yuck.
Girls in the tram who didn’t want me to look at them.
A woman in a really cheap and dirty restaurant who had too much of a special working-class-suffering something to her to not be on my blog.
P.S: I know, Suzy, still no dick-shots – i’m really sorry.
Hello? World?
So. I decided to delete my other wordpress blog i never used.
all the good stuff i never put on the other blog now i going to end up here.
stay tuna!
