ghost of nature.

  © tania franco klein . from the ' our life in the shadows ' series music for september days - saying goodbye to celestial blues and illusions of beauty. welcoming the season of fire and death and souls flying home, where they are not alone and share a last dance under the silent moon, wishing to be adored, despite fleabag hearts & an axolotl brains. playlist: coil . fire of the mind king woman . celestial blues nine inch nails . she's gone away lump & laura marling & mike lindsay .  animal the sound . new dark age & hothouse joy division . dead souls thee oh sees . always flying lcd soundsystem . home sonic youth . she is not alone darius greene . illusions of beauty melodrom . september indila . dernière danse billie holiday . i'll be seeing you darius greene . alone on the moon pt. 2 burial & four tet & thom yorke . her revolution the veils . axolotl ( roadhouse mix ) waluśkraksakryzys & król . TUŻ PRZED PÓŁNOCĄ mansfield.tya . auf wi...

hall south of the rhein-main congress center . while i am not the biggest fan of christmas season, i do love when the city gets decorated with lights and illuminations. i at least make it a point to have an evening walk every season to marvel at them! there's just something so cozy about the illuminations, something that makes this super stressful time a little bit better. and wiesbaden's splendor is definitely brightened by the decorations as well!  in front of the congress center stands this wonderful diana sculpture, it's once been part of the old center , which was built in 1956, torn down in 2014. the statue was designed by wilhelm knapp in 1959. a very straight-forward building is this annex to the hessian ministry of finances . its monolithic form is broken up with a big window-like opening, giving insight into a courtyard situation. below, there is a car park, but in the upper levels they installed several offices and even an event hall. i fell in love the first tim...

st. petri, one of the two churches in my hometown. ... what is left of november 2019 are these things: golden crisp tree leaves, old masonry telling of a time far gone in history, graveyard visits and the vague and undefined fear of looming death ( but also the preparation to the thought of embracing it ), finding places of worship and faith and detecting a spiritual closeness to them ( even though a god is not in your heart - and never will be ), nature's last rearing up before descending into months of hibernation, a celebration with cake and a walk through a favourite city - being grateful to experience it all with a lighter heart. here are some more bits and pieces of a week in november, almost two years ago, that found me strangely connected and disconnected to and from life. the wonderful tombstone in front of st. petri's chapel. the engravings are barely readable anymore, which always fills me with sadness as we don't get to remember the person that was once buried h...