you’re a million light years away & you think less of me everyday
And when you’re a million light years away / And you think less of me everyday / I’ll remember the way the sun would run across your face / How I wish time would stand still for another day / And some lonely day you’ll write me and say / „It never was hard to love the boy that stole my heart away“ / And some lonely day I’ll write you and say / „It never was hard to love the girl that stole my heart away“ (Micah P. Hinson)
posted: November 23, 2014
under: black & white, pictures
tags: 35mm, b & w, city, Hamburg, hiatus, img, M9, Micah P. Hinson, night
Irre, wie fremd mir diese ach so vertraute Ansicht in diesem weichen Licht erscheint.
Noch irrer, wenn man bedenkt, dass ich neben Dir stand, als Du es letzten Donnerstag aufnahmst.
Von all der Stimmung und ihrer Tiefe ahnte ich nichts, wie auch: Erst das Foto nimmt mich mit auf eine Reise, auf der ich nie zu landen wünsche, nur fliegen in nachtschwarzer Dunkelheit mit ein paar wenigen Lichtpunkten, die mir die Richtung weisen.
Gruß, Uwe
An den Landungsbrücken raus, dieses Bild verdient Applaus, sangen Kettcar einst.
Erstaunlich wie anders das Bekannte wirkt, wenn man es durch fremde Augen sieht, oder Uwe? Und für mich einer der Gründe zu fotografieren & die Bilder der anderen anzusehen. Eintauchen in eine fremde, vetraute Welt. Vielen Dank.
Viele Grüße & weiterhin sichere Straßen, Fritsch.
you steall ALL the girls hearts away baby, don’t ever lose that lovin‘ feeeeeelin’… woah that lovin‘ feelin’…. nice night shot, looks a tad lonely
I don’t know if it’s me stealing those hearts away or just the other way round. What I know is that it’s part of my way of giving & I’m giving it all to you, baby.
All the best & safe travels, Fritsch.
was für ein wunderbares Nachtbild, ja, da kann man an Einsamkeit und gestohlene Herzen denken …
herzlichst Ulli
Ja, das Gefühl der Einsamkeut war überwältigend auch wenn ich garnicht alleine war, denn Uwe stand direkt neben mir … in dieser Hamburger Nacht, die spät & tiefschwarz war. Hab Dank, Ulli!
Viele Grüße & weiterhin sichere Straßen, Fritsch.
From that desert bridge at night, it’s so easy to look at those million lights from Hamburg and imagine one million lives and feelings, warm and cold. And I like to do that. Maybe because it remembers me the best years of my childhood… Despite of the cold nights…
So, Florian, there are faces we meet, their smiles or not, and there are all the other people, very far away, we can only imagine. And maybe that’s yet stronger!
I love here the contrast between the desert point of view and the tiny lights we can see in the distance. Which makes a great shot, my friend.
Nothing more bluesy than waiting for the downtown train while watching the lights on the other side of the river. And suddenly a milion stories unfold. And with those stroies there are hundreds of contrasts that light up the night & make us swim until the early morning lights. Thanks, buddy!
All the best & safe travels, Fritsch.
When the place is wide, clean without any colours, dirty colours or disorder, without any people, in the undistinct night which doesn’t reveal signs of sadness,the place seems to me not to be anxious or lonely because it ’s quite normal to be alone in a lonely place.
On the other hand the song acts very sadly on me.
So listeling to it while watching the picture …
Thanks, Michèle. It’s the first frame to start my Hamburg adventures & the song came to my mind while being on my way back to the hotel after a night with some never-met-before friend & new friends. No loneliness round there but thoughts of loneliness by the river running through Hamburg & leading to the sea where souls can feel lonely & curious for new adventures all at the same time.
All the best & safe travels, Fritsch.
Hmm, Fritsch, my unmet friend. I couldn’t listen to the song. I tried to, but just reading the lyrics made my spirit so sad. It’s all so close to home. And THEN, I really took a look at your photo, and I had to pick my heart up off the floor because the loneliness…no, alone-ness…was too tangible. To be there, looking out over the city, imagining at least, that it is filled with people who are not alone, well, it was too much. I don’t know how you can take photos like this and match them with a song while knowing and feeling what they say when put side-by-side. Only the heart of an artist, a poet, and „someone who has been there“ can do that. Awesome stuff, Fritsch.
What a great comment, Phil. A comment that gives deeper sense to all my ramblings & wanderings. Thank you.
Glad it touched you as deep as it touched me. And I’m happy that you managed to pick your heart up off the floor because it was meant for just that.
And knowing that by looking through the eyes of an unmet friend we both have been there is worth every mile we cover. Thanks, my friend!
All the best & safe travels, Fritsch.
Love Hurts!
Beatiful picture,- and words to it !
I agree Phil:“I don’t know how you can take photos like this and match them with a song while knowing and feeling what they say when put side-by-side. Only the heart of an artist, a poet, and “someone who has been there” can do that. Awesome stuff, Fritsch.“
Hugs from me, Marie
Isn’t that a great tune, Marie?
And when love hurts & I can tell you it does, we at least need songs that break our hearts because it brings out the poets in ourselves. And that explosion of creativity lights up the most dark nights. Thank you, Marie, because the longer I read your comments the more I need them.
Hugging you just the same, Fritsch.
Yes it is :)
Thanks for your kind words to me! It is a good thing,that we can „find“ soulmates in words and pictures in this internet world :)
Godnight.
There are bridges and trains and lights, but even among a crowd sometimes it feels lonely
And that makes all the difference & magic. Thanks Jerome.
All the best & safe travels, Fritsch.
ay, Fritsch, buddy, I’ve stood at exactly the same place many years ago – Hamburg’s a great city for sailors like us, nightcrawlers drawn to the flames like moths to the lights, pal, like moths to the lights ….
love it – great work!
Hepp!
Buddy, tramps like us where born to sail & search the downtown lights. Sailors we are when out on the ocean, cowboys we’ll be entering Hamburg & nightcrawler we wish when the boat finally leaves.
All the best & safe travels, Fritsch.
That is gorgeous my friend !