The Better Life GmbH

So, what do we have here? First, some serious business photographs. 5Tr33T and other fancy stuff… then heading for some straight and impressive retardism.

Is there any better way to start a blog entry than with an old man? Honestely, I don’t think so.

Because I’m Sir Karl Fancypants I took two frames.

At the post office: Fancy lady wearing shiny leather boots – 60 years too late, sweetcheeks.

Wet streets implicate serious business photography.

Leonardo getting “slighlty” drunk at the wedding photographer meeting. Definitely a bunch of people that love the seriousness of their business.

So, on my way home I cam across this scene: An umbrella with cigarettes covering two cliches at the same time. If life was like Scrabble that’d be a red field.

Asian food.

Ain’t getting more descheissive.

I took this one for Sebastian: How often do you see a Hooooond in a shop window?

Anyhwo, because it was a damn sunny sunny day (see Lani, we occasionally have that too) Stefan and I went out messing around. Since I’m highly dedicated and definitely need to expand my body of work I took the Mamiya RZ coupled with the recently acquired 110/2,8W with me. Since of the lack of a decent MF scanner there is a chronological gap here… might fix that in the next few days.

After wandering around we came across that scene. It was getting cold so Stefan decided to take pictures of horses taking a dump and piss in the sun while I was with the skaters.

Stefan “Mir is koit”.

Stefan through the wind, part III.

13a – where are you?

Bet that was some serious short message.

Add something dynamic to the status composition and it’s an instant fav.

Alright, that’s the classic Tri-X 400 part. Street, retarded portraits… whatever.

Now: Flashy moments. Too fragile to let go and forget about them.

In your face. It’s about the transition of love and honestey that makes this photograph shine.

Then I met the Austrian Terry Richardson.

He had a rough night with lots of nude chicks and partying.

Ain’t rough enough for not being able to develop some film.

Subtle.

Some frames from a gig Stefan and I went to… Stefan took some serious business photographs (can be found on his blog) while I focussed on the precious moments inbetween. <3

Shooting with a pol-filter and the kit lens. Good stuff.

Hives – Find Another Girl – “… saving all the kisses just for you..”

Good man.

Credits goes to Stefan for his happy happy face.

Exciting!

Happy happy.

Back to Orange.

Back to the dead…

Alright, this was taken some time ago. I don’t know when… but it’s not that crucial I guess.

Next few precious frames were shot last weekend…

Starting like any other night out.

Reducing to the max. I’m quite fond ot those tight crops.

Meet Peter: The barkeeper by heart.

Alex showing off his war wounds to his girl. What a cute fag. However, because we can we went to Cafe Leopold – the place to be if you’re a yet to be discovered Top Model or just some boring prick that likes to roll with dads credit card. Good stuff.

When I saw that scene I KNEW that this frame is going to work! Because street photography is about the MOMENT. About REACTION. About AWARNESS OF IT. There is this videoclip where some IMPORTANT street photographer is saying some similar utter bullshit. Nice.

Wearing a cap means you’re sensitive because you even feel peoples cold in such a crowded and stuffy place. Prick.

Nice. Cute guy… sensitive. Horse whisperer. Maybe gay…

Stefan doing what he does best: Burping. Good boy. Also member of the horse whisperer department that night.

I’m lovin’ it. Hamburger.

Tittenmassage.

Way to go, Terry.

Hah, almost. Thanks Stefan.

Alright, I suppose this frame shows what it’s all about. Yet to be discovered model on the left, myspace queen in the middle (also a soon to be discovered model) and well, guess no description required on the right. Good times.

But inmidst of all this jerking around there is serious Moritz. Hell, where is Max?

Study of a young Austrian.

Guess that’s also an important study.

Hmm… maybe this one too. And before you ask: This doesn’t make sense – I think the hand in the foreground is Stefan’s but… yeah… figure yourself.

The flash god knows no mercy.

Men power.

Hmm… just when you thought we left stone age behind us…

You see this.

And this.

Taking a break… but why with that bottle?

And uhm… well, my happy face at the end. Right before having dinner with my grandparents. Jolly times.

So, in case you made it this far… made it through all those fantastic and precious photographs – Kudos. And thank you. I most likely made you waste a few minutes of your important and productive day. Something that gives me a tiny boner… just that tiny one when you think about social insurance and stuff.

Either way, take it easy,

Bernhard