I drove around randomly, worrying about the sun, and suddenly I found rows of trees with strangly red fruit, planted around one of Villach’s schools.
No leaves, only thousand of red berries. In size they almost approximated cherries, but they were densely clustered along the twigs. Some of them were already foulish brown, many were still in red splendor. Any idea what that is?
Let’s have some more of those gorgeous glass windows, shall we? In many cities in central Europe, glass windows have not survived World War II. This is especially true for most of Germany and Austria, but it’s also true for much of the occupied territories. It may also be true for parts of southern England. Aerial bombardments and glass windows make for a bad match.
You see it. Prague looks older than, for instance, Vienna, and it has a density of sights that is far greater. Yes, from communist times you have a lot of unpleasant architecture at the outskirts, but at the center it is extremely beautiful. By contrast, in Vienna you have regions at the center that had been hastily rebuilt after the war, and the architecture used was cheap as well. But that’s how it is and that’s why we have to be thankful for being able to live in peace. I’m quite sure the people in Aleppo would have loved it as well.
And here’s the reason why you should climb Petřín Lookout Tower (or take the elevator): you have an impressive view over the city. Don’t forget your long lenses and (in case you use Lightroom) don’t forget to play with gradient filters, dehaze and painted masks. That’s exactly what these tools were created for.
Standing in such a big church with a long, well stabilized lens, you have almost endless possibilities.
The golden patron saint is a detail from the main altar, the other image is from somewhere on the ceiling. I could have gone on and on, but somewhere you have to stop. One more post and then we’re out of the church 😀