This page will detail my journeys. In no detail knots.
I will write about the places that I have been to. It is important to write these things down. It is not necessarily important for you to read them or for me to allow other people to read them but I am going to do that anyway and you can do that if you want. Because it is a Saturday and I would rather do this than vacuum up tiny circles of paper.
This summer of 2006 I went by around Europe on trains with my girlfriend Carla and I took some photographs. I do not like taking photographs for memories because of what that makes you remember (not events but photographs of events). I suppose that I should talk about the photographs. Though I suppose it will be a waste of our times.
You know the images on the first page of this web site? Well sometimes I take photographs that I think will look nice as buttons on that page. The problem is that there is not enough room for all of them. In fact I might change them into rollover images so that I can have more pictures on there. I took this photograph on the Barcelona underground. Although by look of an alcohol advert in the reflection it is somewhere else. I just realised that I am in the photograph. Another shame. Obviously there is nothing to say. If this was taken in Barcelona, which it was not, then I would say that Barcelona is a dirty city, I do not like it. The streets are dirty and it needs to be flooded out to get rid of the dirt and all of the statue people and caricature artists. The Peter Friedl exhbition that we went to was good unless he is a faker, which is the impression that I got.
Carla took this photograph at my request so I assume the responsibility and credit for it. I intended to cut out the area that was in the mirror and have that as the photograph but it is too blurry. This was taken in Hamburg. We did not pay for one of our nights in a friendly campsite and now I feel bad. I hope that I remember to send them the money sometime.We wandered around the city of Hamburg on a Monday which meant that all of the galleries and art museums were closed, apart from a Frieda Kahlo exhibition but never mind that. I think that the photograph of the birds is from Hamburg as well, but who knows, who cares for that matter. Noone. Kaori is preparing a Japanese dinner for all of her friends and I can smell the smell of it coming in under my door, which is a good thing. I might need to change the font size if I keep on writing like this. I am going to change the font size for each photograph depending on whether it fits inside the table using an eight hundred by six hundred browser. This one would be size two but because I have written about the font size it needs to be size one.
I just decided not to put the four photographs that I took of clouds from the aeroplane because that would be hell on earth and I think that if I do use them for something then it will be about how I do not ever want to get into a plane ever again. I took this photograph on some blue flooring next to the stay up all night dancing stage sponsored by an energy drink at the Melt Festival in Futuropolis in Germany. I like taking photographs of my own feet, especially when they are tanned. I really think that I should stop doing this. It just seems so self interested and uselessly involved selfly. It should just be the photographs without all of this pointless writing. I am certain that you are not interested in this photograph or my feet. I am genuinely sorry. I am certain that there is no boddie reading this.
I suppose that this pontagrap was taken in Hamburg. There were more birds sitting around when I decided that I wanted to photograph them. Of course. By the time I got my camera out and focused, aperture et cetera most had gone. Perhaps I should have digitally altered this photograph before putting it onto my web site.
It seems as though most of the photographs presented on this page were taken in Hamburg. Shame. I have nothing to say about this. I cannot believe I am still writing about these photographs I hope that it does not come across as though my writing about my writing about these photographs is the point of this page. I originally intended for these words to be interesting.
Hamburg_ Campsite_ Tree
Anyway the river next to the campsite in where else but Hamburg had a lot of containers rowing past. Shit. I think that I think dislike toward the containers.
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I knew that this photograph was going to look very amazing before I took it. I am not good at photography. Photography is nonsense most of the time. There is very little that I can change about this image by taking a photograph of it. It looked better without the edge. I think that this should be on the cover of an art magazine but someone already had something similar there. I was thinking about digitally altering this image to remove the people and the boat but I decided that such activites would be pointless. Maybe somebody asks me to do this I will try. If you are looking at this photograph then would you please make it your computer's desktop background image for a while. That would be kind of you. Before I forget; this is a photograph of what I assumed to be a lake just outside the Louisiana gallery that is just outside of Copenhagen. There was some wonderful video art there that I will try to write about for my book of words. I cannot think how to talk about my travels. This is so worthless or worthy. Wordy. Worship. Warship.
Carla and I went to the Melt Festival in Futuropolis in Germany and there were someother people there.
This sticker was on the inside of the window of a 'smoke' shop in Leipzig in Germany. I am going to change it so that it says cyberspace. I like cyberspace.