




Winter is arriving and I will be bunkering down for the inclement months. I thought it might be a good plan to try and try and find some common ground between the music I look at, the photographs I read and the books I listen to.
It was not a good idea, but bunkering is a possible point of departure. Here is a shot of a bunker in Normandy where I was last week, and some shots from travels in England, France and Germany.
Emilie appears(twice, once looking into a very bright light), as does as a music school, the most beautiful staircases I have ever seen and Antje Kalus who is a friend from Berlin. She is a fashion designer and an architect. Antje's clothes vary only very slightly, much like the music of Frank Bretschneider who I also met.