32 nature photographers for 365 days a year. That’s the concept of the Nature Photo Blog and I’m most likely one of its biggest fans. It’s almost become a ritual by now: Every morning when I start my laptop or switch on my smartphone, the first thing I do is to take a look at the Nature Photo Blog or on the Facebook page of the photographers’ community.
Wonderful nature photos from 32 different perspectives, taken in 32 different ways and corners of the world, that’s exactly what I like. The best thing for me is that this often inspires me for completely new ideas and opportunities about how I can approach a subject and how similar subjects can differ from each other in the end.
As some of you may already know, I belong to the persons who experience wanderlust like very ordinary emotional chaos. At almost every hour at day and at night I’d love to hop on the next plane and explore new worlds. The destination itself isn’t even important for me – the main thing is getting away.
Easter, according to a recent newspaper report, is supposed to be the best season to visit Venice and its little nearby islands. “Venice… First time here?” somebody asked me. No. For another time. But this time only beautiful Venezia wasn’t enough – after the gray winter I was longing for as many colors as possible. That’s why I took the ferryboat to Burano. This island can already be seen from far away. The leaning clock tower and the colorful houses of the tiny village on the island spread their colors into the distance.
It was time for me again to leave home for exploring unknown, faraway places. As you already know me, my camera and me are used to simply hop on the next train, bus or plane in order to travel to other countries.
This time, through mere coincidence than big considerations, we travelled to China. (I would like to thank at this point all the travel websites that enabled me to find very easily the best offers in such a short time).
Today’s photo walk also takes us to the red city or the Pearl of the South – better known as Marrakech. I don’t get tired of repeating how spellbound I was by this city. I don’t know if you know this feeling but some places simply are different. They have their charm and without realizing you get spellbound.
So far not many cities have delighted me as much as that one. Besides Istanbul and Hanoi, Marrakech definitely belongs to my favorite photo cities.
Ever since I was a child Russia has fascinated me. The reason for this may have been all those old Russian fairytales or the simple fact that, when compared to other parts of the world, I hardly knew or, to be more exact, I do not know a lot about the real Russia.
As a child I imagined Russia as a snowy fairytale land, as a country where people cuddled up in warm furry blankets ride horse-drawn sleighs. As I grew older I kept reading a lot of Russian classics such as Anna Karenina or The Seagull. Of course, I had a very romantic and unrealistic image of Russia in mind, and the older I grew the more I started to realize that things actually weren’t this way in reality. But to be honest, up until today I don’t really know much about life in Russia and I still haven’t been there.
The other day I found this article about Frank Herfort, a German photographer who lives and works in Moscow and Germany.
today I’d like to show you some more impressions of my days in Marrakech. After the Djemaa al Fna, where you’re about to get 1000 different impressions ranging from snake charmers to mobile shops and unique odors, and the souqs, a showcase of interesting handcrafts, there’s of course a lot more to see.
Another of my true highlights was the Jardin Majorelle or the Blue Garden. It was created by French painter Jacques Majorelle in 1923. Today the artist and his art have largely been forgotten, however, his garden belongs to one of the places in town that’s worth to be visited. Another interesting detail about this magical park is the fact that it was purchased in 1947 by famous fashion designer Yves Saint Laurent and his boyfriend and business partner, Pierre Bergé.
This year I already felt like getting on the plane in January to escape the daily routine for a couple of days. I wanted to go to a city where I wouldn’t have to rush from sight to sight but where I can simply enjoy the atmosphere. I wanted to stroll through the narrow lanes and the lively squares, enjoy some sun and have a unique view from nice rooftop terraces. Some good coffee and tea, fresh-squeezed juices, a different kind of cuisine, diligent handcrafts and amazing colors… A few days in Marrakech, the “red city”, the “pearl of the South” combine all these aspects for me!
New Year’s Eve… Almost every year it’s the same. You keep discussing which party or which dinner you may join with your friends. This year I didn’t want to take part in that game and went to Venice spontaneously with two friends.
For me, there has to be a city trip at least once in a year!
This year it was time for Istanbul, but before I start to tell you what I liked the most about the city, how great the food tastes there, about all the great impressions and the amazing photo motifs I came across, I want to tell you something else.
Something, I enjoyed, from a photographers point of view, as much as visiting all the touristy sights.
I’m talking about CATS! 😉
I’ve never before, been in a city that inhabits more cats than Istanbul. Every single corner, every park and in all the streets, no matter how busy, you’ll find them – Istanbuls’ street cats.