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                <title>Photography</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 24 Jan 2008 19:02:33 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ For one month now I can't find sleep.<br />An inner agitation is keeping me awake.<br />When I'm not thinking what I'll have for lunch, or learning, I can't stop thinking of photography.<br />Since June, 17th last year I'm on a withdrawal.<br />On that day I wrecked my Nikon 8800.<br />In the time after, I didn't had the feeling of loss, I was just ashamed that I treated something worth 800Â so worse.<br /> <br />In  the beginning of this year something strange happened.<br />Till then I haven't felt the urge to take photos etc. I tried to get things in my studies and the "general situation" straight.<br />I found a website with a tutorial on "How to become a awesome photographer".<br />I read it off the reel.<br />The main message was, in my eyes, that technical issues aren't the cause for good photographs. It's all about thinking and seeing.<br />On one page the author gave 10 names, from whom you can "learn".<br />Diane Arbus<br />Richard Avedon<br />William Eggleston<br />Walker Evans<br />Robert Frank<br />Andreas Gursky<br />Annie Leibovitz<br />SebastiÃ£o Salgado<br />August Sander<br />I went to the Central library of Hamburg, I've never been before, and borrowed one book exemplary for each.<br />They didn't fit in two baskets and my brother had to help me with them...<br />Since I had to leave home in two days, I spend almost all of my time over these books. I don't know if I learned anything, I couldn't name a thing. I just "felt different" afterwards.<br /> <br />Back in my tiny, noisy cell here in my dorm, where I still am, I had nothing but me, my analog Canon Av-1 and my old books.<br />I was really eager to take analog shots in b/w. I never stepped out the door without my cam, but everytime I consider to take a picture, I somehow felt "stigmatised" as  a guy who isn't just walking on the street, but takes photogaphs. This and the high costs of prints (I spent about 80Â this month) stopped me of taking photos.<br />And that's about the time the unrestlessness began...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>At the curb</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 Feb 2007 11:50:01 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, so again a new Journal entry..<br />
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Me and Tenshi have planned our next session, after the last one wasn't so effective (still I enjoyed it^^)<br />
Unfortunatly I've taken no photos at all...<br />
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I suppose I found the flaw which is responsible.<br />
So we just walked through the city and (talking for me) didn't know what to shoot(^^)<br />
Ok, the idea was to take some "memory shots of the centre of Hamburg, but I believe that's just a too wide topic to have a concrete understanding, what that would mean to take a photo of in that very moment.<br />
We thought the problem was not knowing WHERE to go.<br />
But I believe the problem was not to know WHAT to shoot.<br />
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The next session will have a "topic" and I'm so curious that I'm looking forward to do some test shots and do some thinking about the realization. I'm very anxious to do it.<br />
Maybe a whole picuture series will turn out.<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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The topic is a secret^^<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>A new year</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 17 Jan 2007 05:40:52 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, so more than 3 month passed since my last journal entry and I son't want to see it anymore.<br />
Strange feeling that I almost finsished my first semester in law.. oO<br />
11th of February I'm comming <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
I can't wait to get home and see my new mointainbike.<br />
Me and my cousin took the plan to do a 10 days tour over the alps.. Germany-Venice. I think I'll do a journal for that with a lot of pictures and so on...<br />
I'm very anxious to train for it and buy all the cool stuff you need for it.<br />
That's what's bothering me at the moment, as there are no major tests in the next future...<br />
^^<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>- Under Construction -</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 08 Oct 2006 15:31:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So finally I reached Bavaria. Before I left home I bought 30 b/w 100/24 films to have some fun here in the mountains. And well two films are already full and I'm going to expose them by myself in the univerity's laboratory. I hope I won't mess up with them. I think there are some cool photos...<br />
I had the idea to start a new blog lately, with some new ideas, but I think at the moment it's not the right time for that kind of stuff.<br />
So maybe in my holidays or so.<br />
But some new photos will be here soon, promised <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>Thank You</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 31 Aug 2006 10:58:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So this is it, the last blog entry... finally <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
Today I thought a lot about what I can write in my last entry while I wanted to do a picture being worth to be the last. It's not the best I took today, but it's the most crisp one... the others are(<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" width="24" height="18" alt=":shakefist:" title="CURSE YOU!" />) blurred...<br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/39012671/">[link]</a><br />
This photoblog was a very useful experience I think. Before this I just took photos out of my window when it came to the worst and I were too tired to go somewhere... I didn't have the "fear" of being embarressed in public by posting "bad" pictures<br />
Now I went somewhere almost every day and tried to do the best pictures I could do.<br />
And as a nice side feature I have now photographed the most interesting things in a 5km radius around my home and have a good bunch of photos I can remember my "hometown" of when I'm down in Bavaria...<br />
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So I want to thank everybody who faved, watched and commented here me and on my work I really appreciate it that you spent some time with my little works of art.<br />
And a special thanks to Tenshi <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> I know what you thought about my little "project", but somehow it motivated me <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> And when a picture wasn't that good and had just one pageview I always knew who it was ^^<br />
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So this is it<br />
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The End. ]]></description>
                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>Just some water around the feet</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 30 Aug 2006 12:11:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Bah today I got my ass up( not without some help of my father) and repaired the air conditioner in my Audi.<br />
There is water(a lot of) in the rug and when you turn it on it smells like wetness...<br />
The first half of the day we drove everywhere doing things my father wanted to do and buying some cool cleaner and stuff for my car.<br />
And we talked about the future of my car and the possibility of getting a new motorcycle to my 21 birthday in November and maybe a Mercedes ML or something sometime in the future <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> Well why not?^^<br />
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The second half we took the complete interior of the car out and the rug/carpet out. I made a 10cm long tear in it <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/stupidme.gif" width="30" height="30" alt=":stupidme:" title="Stupid Me!" /> I don't know how it will look afterwards but it will we hard work to get it back in again.<br />
I got so extreme tired(also because I run around with my little brother in the garden for some time <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" />) that I just weren't able to go somewhere and do some photos. So I just took a photo of my "naked" car.. Well I think it was the most difficult photo to do in my whole gallery... ^^<br />
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Oh I forgot: The problem was a hose for condensation water which led into the passenger room... ]]></description>
                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>ayee</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 29 Aug 2006 12:27:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok I'm very brief today:<br />
My grandmother came today and made a very very good stew... I and my cousin went to Pirates of the Carrebean II... There's somemuch unexplained when you haven't seen the first part <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br />
I were really angry when I saw the sky afterwards not having my cam with me...<br />
So I went just somewhere near when I got back home... Some (well a lot... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> ) digital "adjustments" here.. I'll put it in the darkroom section... As it's nothing you can't do with analog techniques...<br />
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                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>Wanderlust... itching feet</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 28 Aug 2006 10:48:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I'm back again and... I think I'm GW addicted <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> I tested something "new", but I said not more than 3 hours today... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
I wasted my time today with some reading stuff again and found an article about hiking which I found very interesting. It's about a german "comedian" who wrote some books about it and is a very active hiker...<br />
I think hiking is the sport for the down-to-earth people. The oposite to all these bungee and parachute jumper, but also to all this stupid tourism. It's intense and quiet not loud and shallow, melancholic not obsessively funny.<br />
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It's a special kind of sport. Journey and adventure are parts of it as well. You won't do it for 90 minutes on a sportsfield or 2 hours in a fitness temple, but maybe a wohle day or even longer.<br />
When I think of hiking I see Kant, Goethe, the Jacos trail in Spain or the picture of Casper David Friedrich.<br />
It's a special feeling of clearness and as it's said in the article you're thought get structured.<br />
And also it's a good point he mentioned is that most people know New York or the coast of south France(speaking for germans^^) better than their own country.<br />
But hiking is mostly there to get to know your "homeland" instead of a very brief, shallow view of somewhere. Very romantic I think...<br />
I believe a journey can get very poetic when you're talking a thunderstorm raising from over the mountain ridge and you walking to the little cottage at the end of that valley and so on<br />
Maybe I'll go somewhere next month and packed a rucksack with some water, a book and some new socks <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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I got the idea for today's picture while playing with a rubber ball... I made about 70 pictures but nothing really stunning came out... I weren't able to capture the moment when the ball is hitting the ground...<br />
This is one of the best...<br />
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                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>No I don't want to join your guild! argh</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 Aug 2006 12:20:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ok I'm very eager to play Guild Wars today. I forgot time a bit and missed to take some photos. I think this was my chill-out day. I really enjoyed it to do whatever I want...<br />
I promise that there'll be a picture tomorrow.<br />
Well I had the possibility to post something yesterday, but I was a bit tired of the journey (which wasn't a bit success. our mercedes is partly wracked(some scratches), had a screw in the tyre and everyone got ill...)<br />
and just turend on my PC for GW <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
I'm just obsessed for the last 3 days... ]]></description>
                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>:(</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 23 Aug 2006 13:38:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today we (me and my father) drove to the city to make a reservation for a hotel in Basel, Switzerland... very early, we're leaving tomorrow :/<br />
I don't like to drive with my father. You just can't escape when he starts talking about his stupid view of his reality.<br />
I gave up giving response to that... I hope my mp3 player will work tomorrow... we're driving 10h I think...<br />
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So as I said, we'll go to Basel tomorrow, as I don't have any internet there, I can't update my journal... It'll be abadoned till Saturday...<br />
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Ok today I was so tired and, I would call it, melancholic. I think it's being sad without a cause...<br />
It's my grandfather's birthday today and I left the "family table" with my little brother making some "portraits" of him...<br />
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                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>DIY</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 22 Aug 2006 11:14:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Funny: I asked my grandfather how I could grind my table and make it look nice again because it's look is getting quite ugly over the years, I actually didn't plan to do it today, but after dicussing that I could do it like this and with all that tools and my father coming along saying I just could cover it with a white cloth, I took my screwdriver and demolished it, carring it into the garden and grinded it with all sorts of sandpapers and mashines we have <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
It took about 4 hours <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" width="24" height="18" alt=":shakefist:" title="CURSE YOU!" /><br />
I bought a very special paint. Actually it's not a paint but somesort of oil-wax thing, I don't know ^^<br />
I bought some very cool soft brushes too, I didn't want to miss them, because we have only old coloured ugly ones.. It was just heaven to draw with them... It's so cool when you have new tools you've just taken out of the package...<br />
You feel that the thing you're doing is now a part of yourself, it's MUCH more valuable to you than if you've just bought it...<br />
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A disadvantage of doing things yourself may be that you plan it for about 1-2 hours but it will hold you up the whole day...<br />
But after all I love it <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>The sun is braking through the clouds</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 21 Aug 2006 15:33:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I think it's not possible to avoid waking up before 12 o clock...<br />
But I really want to... Ok I will promise here in public that I will go to bed tomorrow not after 11!!<br />
So maybe this will help <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
Again just reading and photos today. What I really hate are these people thinking you don't have something to do if you at home...<br />
I can't stand this "waiting time" till October( I'll go to south Germany then to study...) I just feel tired and bored and everything isn't right to do, I could do a billion things, try to do them but actually I'm doing nothing at all...<br />
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Well ok I'll call the man from my flat tomorrow and ask when I can get the keys...<br />
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Today I and my brother went for a brief session to the woods. I wanted to do something that looks cool when it's raining and without showing this boring sky.<br />
I were very lucky when the sun appeared and it still rained over us, <br />
I were able to captured this foggy look...<br />
My boots are a big mud clod again...<br />
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                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>Pardon me?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 20 Aug 2006 12:29:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Argh, I got to bed at 5 o'clock yesterday...<br />
It's now 9 and I still hear noghting than this whistle ><<br />
I just want to go to bed right now.. but... I think maybe I'll watch a film <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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Ok today was a photosession. I and ~<a class="u" href="http://onkelok.deviantart.com/">OnkelOK</a> wanted to do this old school water glass splash photos. He fetched me up after work (Sunday!!!) and we turned a corner of his cellar into a high tech photo lab... well almost<br />
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The main difficulty revealed was to get the water in focus... Till the end we couldn't handle the problem.<br />
But I've brought some good photos home. A very big "thank you" in your direction from here! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/thumbsup.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":thumbsup:" title="Thumbs Up" /><br />
Without his equipment (they have absolutely everything) I wouldn't have been able to take even one picture...<br />
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~.~ <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/38355706/">[link]</a> ~.~ ]]></description>
                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>Climbing Sports</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 Aug 2006 13:02:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok today I bought a new pair of sneakers for 30 Euros !?! My mother gave me 100 and I can keep the rest <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
I have very few time today, we want to go to the Reeperbahn/Kiez if that means something to you...<br />
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I read something yesterday in my newspaper. I didn't post it then because it already has edged the border of attention by a internet surfer(I'm my reference ^^).<br />
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So it was a article about a photographer making pictures about the current war in Lebanon and kind of "darkening" the smoke clouds after air strike impacts or so.<br />
His agency fired him.<br />
The main problem is that these pictures are you're only view of far away reality and a photographer(journalist) should feel for the publicum. They trust him that the picture they see is actually what the photographer saw. His mission is to communicate what is happening where he is.<br />
I'm happy to live in a country where we have a more or less neutral (print) mediums.<br />
I feel so sad when I see people getting manipulated by informations, not exactly matching the reality. I mean a person just has the possebilty to act "right" when he or she has the "right" information.<br />
It's all about accuracy and neutrality.<br />
That's what I love about journalism<br />
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I will fill this article in my mosaic of what photogragraphy means to me...<br />
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Ok today's picture took about % hours in preparing, since the idea/looking for references to the last picture. A lot of test images....<br />
I got in a hurry in the end....<br />
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                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>The difficulty to understand this world-lol pathos</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 18 Aug 2006 12:12:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You remember the mp3 player I bought? Well, it's strange I feel uncomfortable to "wear" it in public. Somehow I get the feeling everyone is looking at me how stupid I'm looking like. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br />
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Ok I want to give you a brief insight in today's shedule: getting up - reading - eating - drive to the city to do something, but not doing it - taking some photos in between - eating too much, when you're not really hungry - writing my blog - and (hopefully) watching one of the million dvds I bought but never had time to see...<br />
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lol I have about 200 books I've never read and 50 DVDs I've never seen... and while my english course in Dublin a pile of uncanceled newspaper and magazines piled up in my room.<br />
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I think the problem is that you have a topic you're interested at the moment and want to know as much about it as you could, but than you have about 5 books. You buy them despite you know you can't finish only one in a week.<br />
You start(or even don't - that's even worse) to work on one and than you have no time one day or so and one week later you're interested in something else, or you realize that it would take too long to read everything or you've forgotten half of what you already read... working like this I accumulated a dozen of half read books.<br />
And than you start feeling that it's just too much...and it's not a joy anymore to read.<br />
You don't feel the atmosphere of being brought to different places, learning something new, but you just feel like working and fulfilling your timetable.<br />
I think the only way out is reading ONE book at a time, forgetting all the others AND read something EVERY day.<br />
Phew, I had to write that down one time...<br />
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So today I saw this bush full of sparkling little raindrops. It looks like someone has lost a sack of diamonds and they fell all over the plants, still light enough to lie on their leaves.<br />
I pity that you often don't have time to watch scenes like that more insistent... But maybe that makes them even more valueable.<br />
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                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 17 Aug 2006 11:43:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok again 12 o'clock <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
But I think it won't happen often in the future now...<br />
The first thing I realized today: My MP3-Player arrived finally!!! I touched it like it was some sort of little glass insect or so <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
So today I wanted to bring my other photoblog(the one I did since January) up to date... I stopped updating it on 7th of August...<br />
It took about 5 hours <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br />
I believe I'll do that more frequently now..<br />
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It was a funny photosession today: I wanted to do something with two maple leaves and imaginative lines, but it didn't give me the thrill till I did this with <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/38058318/">[link]</a> ...<br />
The two leaves looked like two hands and I made a scen where they're grabbing somethin but they where flat, and I folded one like a hand and wanted to do this "shakespeare hand" with the skull with a peach core, but it didn't stand in the hand and the hand looked so stupid. I tried to find another ankle to see from which side it looks more like a hand and saw that it's more looking like a crown than a hand. At this was the kindling idea for today's picture:<br />
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                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>"Make something of your life!" he said</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 16 Aug 2006 14:14:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ phew I managed to get up at 8 o'clock... A miracle... at last<br />
But I'm tired now and it's just 11 :/<br />
So I had time for a lot of things. I tidyed up my room and attacked things lying around a long time now.<br />
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In the afternoons we visited my grandfather. He's caring for his mother, my great-grandmother.<br />
She's not able to walk anymore he told us by the way.<br />
Strangely I showed no reaction. I just felt dull all the time. My brother felt sick and so did I, it was very hot and the <br />
air conditioner didn't work. In his flat there is this feeling of dispair and surrender, I feel pity with him somehow.<br />
We'll probably not meet again until christmas.<br />
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On our way home I almost felt asleep, but I still had to take some photos. You can see it in the pictures I didn't felt so well...<br />
I found a very good location, I unpacked my stuff when workers appeared and I left quickly again. I will go there again maybe tomorrow or the day after.<br />
I remembered I never did one this motorway pictures... and went to do one... just as an experiment. Maybe I can use the "knowledge" in other "projects". lol that was the idea<br />
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<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/38128546/">[link]</a><br />
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I will fall in my bed after this entry <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/faint.gif" width="18" height="17" alt=":faint:" title="I think I've fainted." /> ]]></description>
                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>Creating a kite hater</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 15 Aug 2006 10:42:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I was "babysitting" my little brother today. I brought him something from burger king to get him away from the kidnergarten. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/ashamed.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":ashamed:" title="Ashamed" /><br />
We wanted to fly a kite, but I got something wrong with the bars and it didn't fly. I thought there was something wrong with the way we were doing it.<br />
I got a bit angry and yelled at my little brother because he was to far away and didn't understand what I said and still doesn't know the difference between right and left so well.<br />
After a while we had pour-down and went all wet home.<br />
We saw a sooooo cute video about a little caterpillar <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" /> and I realized that I forgot that sun and moon still are some kind of people for him with faces and so on...<br />
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We went outside again and again the rain scared us away...<br />
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Today's picture is made like the one yesterday, but just accidently. I wanted to make something with a flower... as I finished making some photos of it I put it into yesterday's vase and thought that this looks even better...<br />
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                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>Confusion</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Aug 2006 12:24:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Rain... again... grey... looks like summer is over :/<br />
It's strange how fast it's gone. It feels to me like one month.<br />
On the other hand when I think what I did and where I was and it was so hot all the time...<br />
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This month is like an "gap in time" for me somehow. It's just not there. No school, no work(too lazy), no journey, no motivation. But I believe it's an interesting expirience to see how boredom affects motivation and both your activity.<br />
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Well today I was all confused. I drove senseless in a hundred parklots and went ways double and triple...<br />
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Ok I actually don't like the picture today a lot. It could have turned out better, but I was just not motivated... or dind't know what wasn't so right...<br />
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<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/38003899/">[link]</a> ]]></description>
                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>BW 2000</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 13 Aug 2006 09:41:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, I will mark this day as the most unmotivated day ever...<br />
I didn't find out why I were even to lazy to think about the reason <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br />
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I read something from the so famous pile, I ate a lot bad stuff just out of boredom...<br />
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But I knew all day what I want to take a picture of: My boots I where outside yesterday and walked through the fields for a good shot.<br />
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I spent a lot of time with them. Also they where my first shoes/boots actually in my size, because someone had the idea to measure my feet. ^^<br />
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<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/37933426/">[link]</a> ]]></description>
                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>Torch</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 Aug 2006 12:48:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I finally managed to attack my newspaper pile... As I woke up at 12 o' clock^^<br />
I had about 6 hours before I start my photo session... My father again came and told me: "Well I'd like to do something very useful, pick up some dirty clothes and help me, stop doing what ever you're doing right now."<br />
I thought he just wanted me to help him lift something, a thing of 15 mintues, but as I went outside he told me he wanted to do this that and bla. So I wouldn't be able to do anything else the whole evening. I said I had something to do already, told him that I'll help him tomorrow and left.<br />
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I drove to Harburg as usual and I had NO idea were I want to go. I had a vague image of what I want to do. So I went to our shopping mall and took some pictures from the park deck. The streets were almost empty. I remembered these pictures of "never used" places...<br />
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On my way back I had the pleasure to enjoy a sunset and as it rained all day, it was a bit hazy... I love the colour of the hills fading away the farer they are.<br />
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Today's picture you (I hope) you can see it in the background...<br />
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I think the title might be "Fading Day"  <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/37886374/">[link]</a> ]]></description>
                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>Hmpf</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 11 Aug 2006 16:02:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I hate these days where you won't be able to do what you planned:<br />
I wanted to read something from my newspaper pile, but went to fetch some icecream, as my mother saw me she asked me to look where my little brother is, so I went downstairs, then my grandmother asked me why the remote control isn't working. After I fixed it about half an hour later, because my grandpa wanted to nkow what was defect, I went upstairs again, but I met my father, he wanted to carry something somewhere... Afterwards we went to the city to go to the library and go shopping...<br />
We arrived soon enough to go to our "See again" "party" with all my "friends" from school...<br />
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I took this picture while I were waiting for going to the city... Very unspectacular...<br />
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                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>blind</title>
                <link>http://nightow.deviantart.com/journal/9677125/</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 10 Aug 2006 11:41:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Have you ever had the feeling that there's "too much to see". I have it very often when I'm shopping.<br />
But today I had it all day... I abhor that <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br />
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I did absolutely nothing special, but NO I made noodles for the first time !!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" /><br />
Now I can start to live alone, I need nobody because I can cook noodles.... total freedom, independency <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /><br />
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Today's photosession is maybe the best planned ever. (mainly it was tidiing up ^^)<br />
I prepared it maybe half an hour. A lot of adjustment and stuff... I took about 30 pictures in 30 minutes...<br />
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Do you know this "variations" menu? Every picture looks so cool when you see the different versions, but  one alone doesn't look that nice... ]]></description>
                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>I'm back ^^</title>
                <link>http://nightow.deviantart.com/journal/9664575/</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 09 Aug 2006 13:16:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok today the chimney sweeper finally managed to sweep the chimney at last...<br />
I got tired of playing a bit already and tried to do some comments here on devArt, but I didn't know it's so hard when somebody watch every "great", "beautiful" from your back.... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" /> Tenshi ^^<br />
After playing one or two rounds of Rainbow Six(without a location description <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/puke.gif" width="24" height="15" alt=":puke:" title="I think I am going to PUKE!" /> ) we went back to Hamburg...<br />
<br />
After this little journey either my photographing will come to an end or will be stronger than ever before...<br />
We discussed, again, the sense of making photos like I do and the sense of photography itself. At last I didn't know if photography is something else to get pageviews.<br />
I can't describe why I'm photographing, it's just a feeling you have while your taking a picture. There is nothing else, just you, your camera and this little cut-out...<br />
I'm not sure what I will end up thinking about this. If it's useless or valueable. You will see the result when there won't be any more journal entries here <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br />
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After I unpacked my things I took my car and drove hit or miss to Harburg not knowing where I'm exactly going.<br />
I remembered a old warehouse where I always wanted to go. It's a f****** pity that my  tripod is missing this essential screw... It was a bit to late, so either I could choose between blurry or noise <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" width="24" height="18" alt=":shakefist:" title="CURSE YOU!" /><br />
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I chose noise...<br />
...because I have a removing tool <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>A serious braindamage</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Aug 2006 13:19:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My day:<br />
getting up at 11 o'clock<br />
install Serious Sam<br />
play 8 hours<br />
go making some photos<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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Today's picture: <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/37646661/">[link]</a><br />
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We realized today... the chimney sweeper won't come today, we're one day to early, so we have one more day to waste our time <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/dance.gif" width="29" height="21" alt=":dance:" title="Dance!" /><br />
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Also my mother called me today I was accepted the university of Passau... AND I have a accomodation...<br />
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I would call this a perfect day <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>Hannover</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 07 Aug 2006 14:39:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Woohoo again a day I got up at 12 o'clock...<br />
That means I can play Computer all night. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
Today I'll stay in Hanover and wait for tenshi's chimney cleaner, besides we will play something and try to make some photos...<br />
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Today's picture is an impression of a Hanover's nightlife^^:<br />
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                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>yarr</title>
                <link>http://nightow.deviantart.com/journal/9618943/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 06 Aug 2006 15:23:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ today I enjoyed a little boat trip on the Elbe. We went to the Hamburg harbour, I did that only once and then I was about 12 and I ust remember that our engine broke down just in the busiest place of the whole harbour and I got sea sick...<br />
After 2 hours we saw the first bridge which will carry the A1 to Lübeck...<br />
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<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/37540074/">[link]</a><br />
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and with every minute new, common buildings rise all in front of us. This is this kind of trip you know you'll only do this maximal once a decade or even less often... It's so sad to see YOUR city, the only city you lived in and knowing you won't see it for a long long time...<br />
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It was a very busy day with a lot of ships, huge ships with huge waves and our boat was jumping and falling, I believe at least 2 metres in the valleys, I took a lot of pictures, but mostly they're skew...<br />
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I'm still feeling like I'm on a boat... ]]></description>
                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>Today in Hamburg: 68°F Feels Like 68°F</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 05 Aug 2006 12:42:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Did you ever wonder about these fruit flies? To me it looks like they appear out of nothing or they are already "implemented" in the fruit when you buy them and appear as soon as they're in your home for one or two days... well that's what I believed when i was about 8 years old...<br />
And were are they going I've never seen any fly corpses, besides in a spider's web...<br />
They're aren't of any use too. I mean they're on "damaged" fruits, but I haven't seen them eating it, they're just there...<br />
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I worked with my 50 Photoshop book >.< a long time and every now and then I saw my cat. She's never bored. She can sit on one sunny spot for hours and still haven't got the feeling of wasting time. I wonder if cats can have this feeling too... But this must be total freedom, you can waste your time, sit somewhere as long as you want to without feeling observed and you can lick yourself everywhere you want <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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So today I learned to use Photoshop till I was fed up of it... Luckily my family wanted to do a little bike trip, but when I asked when they told me they were "too tired now", so I went with my little brother, he was motivated.<br />
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                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>already Friday?</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 04 Aug 2006 12:17:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I realized it's already Friday. I told ~<a class="u" href="http://t3nshi-de.deviantart.com/">T3nshi-de</a> but he just said I am so stupid because I find that interesting.<br />
Also I asked him if he's looking at my journal entries, but he denied. So I can post everything I want to and he'll never know <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/m/mwahaha.gif" width="29" height="15" alt=":evillaugh:" title="EVIL Laughter!" /><br />
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We had a long discussion about the sense and advantages of posting something every day. He was thinking this "project" is useless when he saw <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/37336291/.">[link]</a> I mean when you're making photos of the inside of your lens cap every day or something similar, you won't get any progress, but I really try to do special things as often as I'm able to but sometimes it's to late or I have too much to do to do amazing photos (I don't know if I ever did)<br />
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But I'm glad that he's comming with me every time I ask him to do a photo session... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bounce.gif" width="40" height="25" alt=":bounce:" title="Bounce" /><br />
Today we were to the Horster Mühle (watermill) and made some shots of the huge wooden wheel and the stream it was in. I don't know why he brought his tripod, but I think he had to use it because it's new. ^^<br />
Afterwards we had a feast at Burger King with two Double Whopper and fries each, lol I'm still full. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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Today's photo's subject is Tenshi himself, I saw him there right under this branch and had to take this photo:<br />
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                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>A boring day</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 03 Aug 2006 12:05:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I hate these days after going to bed late...<br />
<br />
You'll stand up at 11 o'clock or later and be angry about the wasted time...<br />
Then everything is confused: Should I eat breakfast now or should I wait for lunch...<br />
While you're thinking, drinking a tea it's about 1 o' clock and you start slowly to get dressed.<br />
You have this feeling of "to late, but still to early" all day.<br />
So I waited for lunch and decided to take some photos.<br />
I felt lucky when I heard my cat in our hall.<br />
I grapped my camera and followed her till she wanted to go outside, because I didn't fondled her and just held this black box at her...<br />
So today's picture is about my cat who couldn't stand me any more and went outside to have a sunbath.<br />
You can see it in her eyes that she feels observed <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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                <author>~nightow</author>
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                <title>02.08</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 02 Aug 2006 15:17:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ well today I tried to tidy up my room from the stuff I brought from Dublin, but around midday my friends called me and wanted to go to the Communication Museum... I apprechiated the chance to reshedule my plan <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
I loved the sea section. It had almost a surreal feeling with weird submarine background sounds.<br />
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Afterwards we went spontaneously to the Elbe.<br />
We had an astonishing sunset. The river was so plain and there was no other boat in sight.<br />
Only we the sunset and a river full of birds...<br />
The clouds looked like an abstract artwork, which changed every time you looked up to it.<br />
The feeling rosed that you are sitting in a kind of a turned around bowl and on the top of this bowl someones mixing colours with a dry brush.<br />
All around us where these little birds diving and swooping. They flew so near and the sharpest curves. It was like a show just for us. But soon after sunset the birds disappered and large cargoships came down the river making us jumping around.<br />
We went back to the car and I remembered that I forgot to take any pictures :/<br />
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So I was eager to go home and make some photos there. As it was dark outside I wanted to start a "studio" session. I brought a longish light from our garage that coloured my hands black with dirt. But I was just too lazy and I had not really a concept... So today's picture is pretty poor...<br />
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 <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/37336291/">[link]</a><br />
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I didn't like what came out of the studio stuff, so I fooled around with the lamp ]]></description>
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                <title>Foto Blog</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 01 Aug 2006 15:20:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok, last month I got the idea that when I'm comming back to Hamburg I going start a photo blog, with one picture every day for one month.<br />
I did this in the past now since January, but I kept my pictures for my self. So I had no incentive to get better photos.<br />
I believe going public will help me with this <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
Also I hope it won't annoy the people watching me to much <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br />
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So here is my first picture of the day: <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/37280017/">[link]</a><br />
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It's on the Olsdorf cementary. Me and ~<a class="u" href="http://t3nshi-de.deviantart.com/">T3nshi-de</a> went there today. A great occasion for taking photos of statues and these really old gravestones. <br />
We came past the endless fields of bomb victims, commonwealth soldiers, war prisoners and in the last part to the graveyard for the german soldiers fallen in the two worldwars. It was a plain and modest sight. Just this burned grass and the waves of gravestones; almost at the end I found a little red spot...<br />
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If you have any suggestions, tell me. I'd really appreciate that!!!<br />
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my friends and communities: <a href="http://nightow.deviantart.com/journal/9489712/">[link]</a> ]]></description>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 Jul 2006 12:15:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ member of:<br />
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I put them here to have a faster access <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br />
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Wow my first journal entry since I've joined back in 2003...<br />
I think I should go and tell my mom ^^ ]]></description>
                <author>~nightow</author>
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