Spending a nice day in a park is one of the nicer things in life. I have been to a number of city parks, and while the big ones like Central Park of course made an impression, there are a number of smaller parks in smaller cities that are well-planned and accessible. I am lucky to live in a city with quite a few nice parks. I took this picture on a day spent with friends in the Herzogenriedpark in Mannheim. The roof has an interesting wave form, and while it is somewhat reminiscent of the 60’s or 70’s it is quite neat looking. I like the sense of motion is gives, despite being a solid and still structure.
I have mixed feeling about casinos. Growing up near Atlantic City, casinos were always present. I was very excited when I turned 21 so I could finally gamble. I discovered that I love to play blackjack. In fact on my 21st birthday, I won at blackjack and immediately though I had found my calling. A visit a few weeks later a subsequent visit taught me the lesson that the odds are always in the house’s favor. Nevertheless, i do enjoy blackjack. At the same time, I find the very the idea of gambling is sad. And the amount of money that is thrown away is sad.
I think in stories. When I see someone in a car next to me, I think “what is his/her story?” Or when you see a report on tv. What is he worried about? What did she have for dinner? Part of the motivation for writing this blog is to tell a story with each picture.
I took this from a balcony in the town of Mainaschaff, which is near Frankfurt. The similarity of the cookie-cutter high-rises struck me aesthetically. Looking at the picture, I wonder what the stories are. Each window has a story hiding behind it. How many people are happy? Mourning a loss? Did someone just miss the opportunity of a lifetime? Did another finally achieve a dream through adversity? Who is bored? Eating? What are the stories we pass by every day and don’t know about? So many stories, but I have none to tell.