27.4.14
Today, I went on a photography gallery tour with Christina
and Evangelos (from Greece.) It was a rainy Sunday, so not many people were out
which made it nice and quiet. There were galleries spread out across town
hosting small photography exhibits, so with a map in hand, we started cruising.
Our first gallery was in a small room at Schloss in the town center. The artist
was there and answered our questions about subject matter and his chosen
process. I had to ask. When you see stuff like that, it’s hard not to.
Photos by Hendrik Faure. Somone found that dead cat and gave it to him.
*Photogravure is an intaglio photo-mechanical or printmaking
process whereby a copper plate is coated with a light-sensitive gelatin tissue
which had been exposed to a film positive. The plate is then etched and printed
by hand. These high quality intaglio prints reproduce the detail and continuous
tones of a photograph and are popular for their long established permanence and
richness.
The plate can be re-inked for another impression, however
Faure only produces eight impressions of each image.
Christina, Evangelos and I saw maybe 5 exhibits around
Schloss then we parted ways. I headed north to Mathildenhohe to see more. A
really cool piece I saw was a large print that had been burned. I’m not sure
how though. Maybe it was put in a commercial pizza oven because the print was
taller than me. I don’t know much about the process, or if there was an image
to start with. I just know I liked the finished product.
One really neat exhibit was by a German guy telling a fake
story of how the American moon landing was faked. He had photos that looked
old, put it into a book with written explanations of each hoax, and made it all
very convincing. I asked him about it, and he was happy to show me the English
version. He said his uncle was part of the team at NASA who divulged all the
hidden secrets. The moon photos? Actually they were macro shots of the hood of
an old car with deteriorating paint. According to the artist at the exhibit,
the team on the moon had forgotten the camera cable, so a team back on Earth
had to recreate the images. The famous man on the moon shot? Actually it’s a guy
in a bee suit against a black backdrop. Some creative processing was all it
took to make it look like he’s in a space suit on the moon.
In truth, the artist made up the whole thing. It was a hoax
hoax. I got a good laugh at how this guy had created a whole story to prove the
hoax. He knew it was all bullshit, and had fun doing it. His “uncle” in the
photos is actually his brother. Classic!
That evening I went to Andras’ flat for a group dinner
because his girlfriend was in town. I was doing laundry leading up to the
dinner, and I would just finish in time to take my clothes from the drier to my
flat then walk to Andras’ flat. Luckily he lives in Karlshof too. Problem: I
had forgotten to hit start on the machine and all my clothes were still wet.
FUCK! I only had 20 minutes left on the machine so I hit start and ran to
Andras’. Sam, Lauren, Aniol, his girlfriend, and a girl named Helena were
already there. I was only a few minutes late and food was just about to be
served.
Andras had made chicken and spread out some veges and a
yogurt sauce to make wraps. Yahoo! Something in a tortilla! When the first
tortilla was warm and ready, it was passed around being offered to everyone.
Nobody would take it, and it went around the whole circle. As soon as someone said
my name, I jumped on it. Hell ya, I’ll eat first! If everyone else was going to
be too polite, I can’t let a warm tortilla go to waste. Someone as to go first
and start eating, so why not me? Once I began, it was easy for the rest to
begin eating and passing the tortillas around.
It was nice to eat something that tasted light and fresh.
Sliced tomatos, cucumber, peppers, lettuce, cheese, chicken, sauce. I ate 3
wraps and some rice. We talked about music, language, vacations, being a
tourist, and food. Andras may be from Hungary, but he has a musical taste
similar to mine. I recognized many of his songs. He had his iTunes music
playing on shuffle, and it had music from a few years ago. Unlike me, he
doesn’t purchase much music because the online radio streaming services are so
easy and many are free. While I’m here, I listen to Spotify like crazy because
all my music is on my Mac back home. I am very thankful to have Shreddin’
Cheryl’s iPod with me. It’s my source of music that I can count on, even if it is
not my whole library.
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