Friday, November 30, 2012

last call, Berlin

The sun finally came out at the end of our stay in Berlin. Glory!!









Thursday, November 29, 2012

Goslar








Some more images from our time in Goslar....the train ride there from Amsterdam was the last time we saw the sun for weeks! Despite the cold and the gloom, we loved being there, it was incredibly relaxing and peaceful.  Goslar is also known for having one of the best Christmas markets in Germany, so that was an extra special treat. More to come on that front this weekend.


Isn't it weird that the car says Germany instead of Deutschland? I'm just sayin....

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Abandoned beer factory

Did you know Berlin is full of abandoned places?  I had no idea it was so prevalent until we went. These places are evidence of the drastic changes the city has gone through in my lifetime, and even very recently as artists continue to make the city their canvas. Graffiti artists flock to these places to hone their craft; it's amazing to see their work, and to think of what goes on in these spaces at any hour of the day.

Our friend Jesse took us to one of his favorite spots, an abandoned beer factory. It was massive, creepy, and really fun to check out.  Yes, those are burned out cars and in one image, you'll see what appears to be a military gurnee that would be used in a combat zone.  You never know what you'll find :)















Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Berlin



layers and layers of event posters on a bridge in Berlin.  




Monday, November 26, 2012

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Firewood






This might look like an ordinary unicycle and firewood pile, but don't let appearances fool you.  Goslar, of the towns we visited in Germany, is located right on the border of what used to be East and West Germany.  It's been nearly a year since I was in Goslar, so Quint, please forgive me if I get this wrong, but as I understood it, there was a tree line kilometers long that defined the border.  When Germany was reunified, they cut the trees/border down, and now they are piled at my friend Quint's house and they kept us warm during our visit.  It thought it was very impressive to have something so historical and symbolic available as firewood. And also pretty great to burn something that literally once divided a country.

The unicycle's got nothing to do with it, except it shows how cool Quint is - he's got history AND unicycles.  Awesome.

Saturday, November 24, 2012

Amsterdam #4












I have been totally neglecting my blog for no good reason.  It's funny how the daily grind gets in the way, and before you know it, another month has gone by.  My goal is by the end of the year, I'll be done posting pictures from our trip (it only took me a 13 months, that's all) and then I can focus on newer work.  Hope you're still digging these trip pics...

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Chicken shop, Taroudant, Morocco





In Morocco, the villages have separate shops for everything - this is where you buy chicken (there are separate places to buy beef/goat, produce, nuts, etc).  The live chickens are in the back, and as soon as you tell them you need a chicken, they pull a dead one off the rack and head to the back room. Then you hear the struggle of dinner for a minute until it's been wrangled and killed, ready for the next customer.  Our chicken was still warm when we got it, that's how fresh it is. I took these pictures the first time I passed the shop, and then when we actually went to buy our own chicken, I didn't have my camera, so unfortunately, I don't have the pictures to show you exactly how it goes down. Plus, it would've been kinda weird to take them. It was intimidating being a woman with a camera in Morocco, especially in this town where no one spoke English (my French and Arabic are terrible...).  

Anyway - shopping for meat in Morocco was quite the experience.  I kinda wish it was like that here, it was very nice to actually see the source of my dinner.  It looked healthy, and had space to move around, and it made me much more mindful as I prepared and ate it.   I think we'd all be more thoughtful about what we ate if we saw where it truly came from.