september: graveyard in the rain.

my friend in frankfurt had a visitor from great britain in early september and so we met up to take a look at frankfurt main cemetery together. just as we stepped outside the car it began to rain like mad, and even though this wasn't welcomed a lot, we still decided to explore the graveyard. the rain didn't decrease at all, so after an hour or so, we returned to the car. and decided to visit mtz - a big mall outside frankfurt. i'm not a shopping lover at all, but my companions had fun, i guess :)

this guy greets you at the entrance of the cemetery. it just looked like he stepped outside and took a shower in the rain. recently i noticed that i have a thing for statues and sculptures... i don't know what it is, maybe how people managed to work on material that is actually pretty difficult to work on, like stones, metals etc. or maybe they express something for me, or i am moved by them because of an expression they hold. anyways, i love sculptures.

this grave was heavily inspired by art deco.

i like the simplicity of this grave, even though the cross is so delicately made.

monumental grave site for the family brüning.

the site of the war graves was quite impressive.

the uniformity of the graves is something that pleases my eye.

the memorial for the victims of the world wars.

inside the memorial.

on accident we found this skull inbetween some graves. how fitting. i would've taken it home, but it was not very intact anymore. still, i love finding things like these! by then the rain got stronger again and we decided to call it quits.

in the mall there was this h&m store that housed these charming hands as decorations.

these marshmallows i bought myself on the food festival in wiesbaden. they were the best things i have tasted in a long time. fluffy and kind of spongy, but really soft and really fine tasting. when i think about them the water starts building up in my mouth again.

it may look disgusting to you, but can you see the spongy texture of these things? it was like biting into a cloud. at least that's what i think is what a cloud feels like, when biting into one xD

the cocoa marshmallows were to die for.

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november: kickelhahn, himmelblau & weimar cemetery.

i had a week off in november and visited my parents ( as i often do on my vacations ). on a sunday morning we headed to the thuringian forest to climb onto the peak of the kickelhahn mountain. the kickelhahn mountain is the landmark mountain of the city of ilmenau . johann wolfgang von goethe , the famous writer & philosopher, often visited ilmenau and also climbed the kickelhahn. oftentimes he stopped at a little hut in the woods to relax for a while and on one of these stops he wrote one of his most known poems. our little adventure didn't last the whole day, though, as we had a little date with the weimar cemetery to look after the grave of my grandparents and then to visit my cousin and his family. tiny peek onto the kickelhahn tower. thuringian woods - deep dark green. at the goethe hut. this plate shows the german version of the poem goethe wrote here. inside the hut. and here's the english translation. i love this poem so much, as ...

in the forests.

it's that time of the year again.

july '20: lake petersdorf discoveries and a plea against genocide.

the green wild meadows of malchow's sandfeld. in the west of malchow there is a big chunk of forest that spans towards plauer see, a widely 'uncultivated' area these days, but it hasn't always been this way. in my last post i mentioned the nazi munition factory that had been built in these woods, away from prying eyes of their enemies and where they also built an external subcamp for the concentration camp ravensbrück. exactly these woods we explored on a pretty sunny day, betraying the darkness that happened around these parts. isn't it weird that there are places in this world that were built or used by dark forces and horrible regimes and you vist them 80 years later and they are the most peaceful places you can imagine? sometimes my brain can't cope with the contrast of knowing what was in the past and what the present looks and feels like. it definitely leaves me with a strange impression often, kind of like a little sting in my heart and brain that is not ...

ghost of nature.

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