>photo blog #2
>christine’s mediterranean extravaganza: the second stop, august 7-10, 2005
in front of the kuntshalle wien museum (yes, “kunts” is german for “art”), the higly stylized pistachio-green benches attract sunbathers and tired tourist-bums alike. i just liked the little kid in the centre, his feet dangling off the bench like a swing set.
yes, my “before sunrise” obsession found it’s way onto film. to the right, you can see the europafunk shop featured in that film. to the left, the sunset light hitting the dome of some cathedral i never made my way to. this was mere seconds from my hostel, Westend City Hostel, the former bordello.
i stood on the before sunrise bridge that overlooks the train/water, and . . . okay, i really need to hide that dvd.
the gothic stephansdom, the antiquated cobblestones, the horse drawn carriages . . . look closely at this photo and tell me if you can see the 21st century anywhere.
after aimlessly strolling the graben, i marvelled at the cafés lining kohlmarkt that led directly to michaelerplatz, the hofburg palace. this photo was snapped mere seconds before my first encounter with gizmo. take note of the grey sky.
. . . and found this. during the holocaust, jews were forced to clean the stones of the streets with tiny brushes, while passerbys spit and swore at them. the sculptor enshrouded this body with barbed wire, and someone days before my arrival had placed 2 white roses on top. they were dying. so i reached out and touched his hand.