Buildings for people with small hands 🙂
Here are two more details of yesterday’s old house.
Instead I work and … play computer games. I haven’t done that in many years, and from time to time it is great fun 🙂
Radenthein is a small town in Carinthia, in earlier times mostly known for its garnet mine. Today it is a museum and children can pick their own garnets from the stone. Once they have a few, the stones can be brought to the shop, where they are cut and polished. It’s a nice idea and seemingly a big success.
An interesting fact that I learned was, that in the 1500s, the high time of Radenthein’s garnet production, the stones were not cut and polished in town, they were transported to Prague. There the emperor employed the best of Venice’s jewel cutters.
Sounds cool, working as an expert for the emperor? Forget it. They lived miserable lives, had to work lying flat on their bellies, pressing garnet against rotating grindstone. The position was unnatural and crippeling, the dust ruined their lungs. So much for being an expert.
A small twig with leaves on a white patch of paint on the street. I didn’t arrange that, I just saw it.
Some people do, but even if I don’t, it has nothing to do with purism at all. It’s not my thing. Photography is a meditative act for me, an act of seeing, not an act of arranging.
This is not good or bad. In the end both ways of photography are acts of creating. It’s just that I find one relaxing and the other tedious. Most of the time.
Hmmm … 60mm lens, 120mm equivalent, this perspective, … actually I have no idea how I’ve taken this image. I must have held the camera high above my head, but could I possible have achieved that weird perspective? I didn’t levitate (I’d remember that), in that place there is no overlooking vantage point, and I didn’t use drones either 🙂