As winter draws to a close and spring begins, I am sharing a series of pictures that I took a at the Winterlichter exhibit at Mannheim Luisenpark in February. This is the second year I visited and enjoyed the lights very much. Again this year, I went twice. Once to enjoy the lights as a social event, and a second time with my camera and tripod to try and capture the magic.
After watching the sunset over the Bay of Trieste, I spent some time getting some night shots. Of course I didn’t have my tripod with me, so many came out blurry. About to give up, I noticed these lighted pillars in the median of the main road and thought this could make for an interesting picture. I took a number of shots as cars whizzed by and I was very happy with this one. It looks surreal at first. I don’t think it looks as simple as just a car driving by. I love how the colors glow and the sky isn’t quite totally dark yet and matches the purple in the pillars.
This bridge has a lot of stories to tell. The Alte Brücke, or Old Bridge, in Heidelberg was first built in 1788 (actually making the bridge not very old), though other bridges have been located here since the 12th century. The Nazis destroyed the bridge in 1945 as they retreated across the Neckar. The bridge was then rebuilt a few years later. The bridge is beautiful and the view of Heidelberg Castle is amazing, making it a must-see stop on any tour of Heidelberg.
The new year always brings so much hope. A clean slate. After a year of grim headlines in 2015, I wanted to start 2016 with a message of peace and love, symbolized by the iconic LOVE sculpture in Philadelphia.
I sat down today to write some of my upcoming posts, including a theme week about an awesome city – Berlin. But after watching the images of the horrors unfold this weekend in Paris, I felt it would be inappropriate to continue as normal.
I want to keep my blog light and fun and focused on photography. I do not want to get into political discussions here. But the events in Paris are of such a scale that I feel that it would be inappropriate to simply continue as normal. I know that people are being killed every day in Syria, Iraq, Afghanistan, Sudan, and other places. I know that people were killed in other terrorist attacks recently – the Beirut bombings and the downed Russian plane. But as a Western city Paris represents my culture and way of life. I have friends who live there. I travel there 2-3 times a year. So when Paris is attacked it feels closer, it feels more like an attack on my values.