Seeking out smoked wings and good beer, I found them at James Peak Brewery in Nederland, Colorado. Ned isn't far from the Eldora Mountain ski area and hosts a crazy annual Frozen Dead Guy Days celebration, which I'll go back for.
Happy Sunday! I wanted to remind everyone to check out my stock photo selections, mainly because I just want to share them with you. But if you need stock images for brochures or what have you, look at these pix with an eye to buy. Thanks!Also, my good friend Cyndie Smith and I sponsor a Yahoo group called I Do Street Art – International Games of Tag, which is devoted to graffiti pictures. Take a look at what we two have shot and posted. Also, it’s open to the public so anyone – even you! – can post his or her own photos of street art. Another blog I maintain with my good friend and fellow photographer Paula Showen (you REALLY MUST see her work!) is Image/Imagine. We challenge each other each month with themes we each interpret according to our own photo style. Check it out and leave us a comment! Check these three sites often because they are added to on a regular basis. I actually had this particular blog post scheduled for my last installment, but a last-minute invitation to the Heckenwirtschaft changed all that. But here’s a photo I shot last Sunday morning of the local marching band parading down the street once again in front of my apartment. I think it was First Communion at the church or something. But spring is here and the weather is getting warmer, so I know I’ll be hearing that oompah music pretty often til fall. In addition, this year is the 1000-year anniversary of this little village, so I’m sure they have extra fests planned this year. And I’m also sure you’ll be seeing photos of all the goings-on.
Other than that, I have very few photos to show you this week. However, I thought I would give you glimpse into what it’s like to teach English as a Second Language (ESL) in a foreign country. That’s how I pay most of my bills here in Germany, with a little pocket change coming from freelance articles for online magazines.
hair, on the right) as she takes a picture of the Glockenspiel in action. And here’s James enjoying a wonderful Oktoberfest beer along
with his Weisswurst.
Because Weisswurst translates literally as “white sausage” and because they are
actually white in color, Cyndy dubbed them “White Weenies.”
Since I am lucky enough to have seen
the Glockenspiel many times, it’s my special pleasure to watch the crowd watch
the Glock. I get great people shots from this. Here’s one of a “living tripod”
who looks like she’s used to filling this role for the photographer behind her.
We ventured around the corner to the wonderful
Viktualienmarkt where, among all the luscious fruits, vegetables, cheese,
wine and beer, we saw artichokes that had bloomed. This is what they look like
if you don’t pick them while you can still eat them.
For breakfast, I chose a typical German, meat-centric
continental breakfast called “Balthasar Neumann.” It was
accompanied by delicious coffee served in a beautiful Rosenthal cup and saucer.
But the most beautiful feature of
the room is the painted ceiling by Italian painter Guiseppe Appiani. Appiani also painted the Vierzehnheiligen basilica and several other well known structures in the area.
The wallpaper was a copy, too, woven out of cotton. However,
one valance over a bed had an original piece of this fabric. You can see the
aging that has occurred against the look of the copied fabric in this
photo. The aged fabric is over 250 years old. I got the impression it would crumble if you touched it.
Picasso zu Beuys (12 Art Rooms – from Picasso to Beuys), works of world famous artists through the 20th Century. This exhibit was being held in conjunction with the Bayerische Landesgartenschau (Bavarian Garden Show), a really big deal around here. I plan to visit this show at least once, and you’ll see a future blog post about it. I resolved to see the art show, of course. Turns out the exhibit was being held in the Villa Dessauer historical mansion in the upscale part of town. I’d wanted to see this building for a while, too, but hadn’t been able to find it open. It’s only open for special shows, so this was my chance. I took BlackFlash and rode into town to this lovely mansion. Villa Dessauer was built in 1884 by a Jewish hops merchant named, of course, Dessauer. It’s a huge, imposing structure in neo-Renaissance style. I had a rather hard time tracking down any information about this building online, but here is what I’ve been able to dig up: Dessauer was one of the richest people in Bamberg and the house was definitely a status symbol. Apparently the official opening of the house was a grand ball. Dessauer hired an architect out of Hannover named Geb to build it. The outside has classical features such as this statue set in the center. She is holding an anchor in one hand, which, in Renaissance symbology, means safety and hope. The other arm, which you can’t see in this photo, carries a caduceus, which symbolizes commerce. It’s the same staff with snakes that often denotes the medical field today. The upper dormer has caryatids: Near the pavement, there’s even a door for my friend Debbie: Here is an example of the Dessauer insignia sculpted right into the building. You can see it on each wall: . I found lots of references to when this house was built and for whom, but not much about the intriguing notation on the sign here: 1945 Amerika-Haus. Finally, I found some history written in German and ran it through Google translator. Here is what (I think) it said:
Dessauer had no children, so he eventually sold the house to
someone else in 1907 just before he died. That owner later sold it to someone
named Neuberg who ended up subdividing the house into separate apartments and
renting them out. After that the house passed to someone named Pretzfelder.
Today is Germany’s equivalent of Labor Day: May 1st.In fact, many European countries have a holiday today celebrating the workers. The banks and most businesses are closed, including the supermarkets. However, cafes, bistros, restaurants and especially beer gardens are in full swing. Spring has truly arrived here. In fact it’s been downright hot some days. But this morning was beautiful and mild. About 9:00 a.m. a group of guys came singing down the street, which is a traditional thing to do today – of course you have to have your wagon of beer to go along with you: At 9:30 I went to pay my rent to the landlady downstairs. She calls me pünktlich, which means punctual, which is about the highest compliment a German can give you after fleisig, or diligent! Today, since I was earlier than usual on the first of the month, she actually called me überpünktlich! She was so delighted and seemed to have forgotten all about the fact that she yelled at me for leaving the balcony shutter open yesterday while I was out. After that I set out on this glorious spring morning on my bike whose, name is SchwarzeBlitz (BlackFlash), under a sunny, high, blue sky. I live about six kilometers, or about three and three quarter miles, from Bamberg, so I rode the bike path along the river into town. There were literally hundreds of other bikes and even more people walking along the path and on the streets. On a day like this, it seems every German is outdoors enjoying the weather, especially on a day off. My intention was to climb the tower of the historic town hall, which I’d never done, and do some photos I could practice my tilt-shift on and maybe see King Ludwig’s porcelain collection housed in the same building. But as I approached the town hall, I heard music and saw a parade in progress near the square. So I diverted my path to follow it. The music wasn’t the traditional oompah marching band, but a rousing, fun, fantastic group of drummers in bright colors, almost the Jamaican color theme. It was so great, I’m telling you! They really had the crowd going and the corps leader was so animated that you had to get into the feeling. I got some videos and a few still photos as I stood as close as I could. What a great show!
until I was processing these photos that I noticed the corps was composed
mainly of women – some of whose clothing was a little see-through from this angle!
Gewerkschaftsbund. The DGB is the German Trade Union Federation and is the umbrella organization of trade unions in Germany. So, Labor Day, trade unions, guess it makes sense. Then some suit started talking at a microphone nearby, whom I assumed was the labor union leader, and I heard him call the band something-something Samba Band. He went on to thank people for being there and to praise the workers, etc. Didn’t hurt that there was a beer concession nearby and tables set up for people to enjoy the sunshine. As I drifted away from the festivities, I met a group heading in that direction – probably were going to perform there later (I hope!). They yelled at me (good naturedly) for taking their picture, so I feel duty-bound to post it here: By then I’d decided to skip the tower climb and museum and stop for one of Bamberg’s famous smoke beers. Of course, I had to follow that with some lunch, which totally took away any motivation to do anything else the rest of the day. So BlackFlash and I made our way home back along the beautiful river in the wonderful weather. It was too perfect a day not to post this journal right away. Oh, and here’s a photo of the door in the back of the landlady’s garage, just beyond where I park my bicycle. It opens into her garden, and I just love the way the light falls on the steps. Enjoy, Deb! I may have been remiss in posting travel journals, but I have been daytripping to local towns, so I have a couple more posts in the works. Stay tuned! Photo for No Apparent Reason: