I grew up in East Germany – and I suspect my preference for the imperfect and a concomitant longing for colour-larger-than-life to be a heritage of my origin. Coming to London in 2008 was a great inspiration for different reasons; one of them was the city’s juxtaposition of abundance and poverty, expressed in world-class architecture and beauty standing next to run-down neighbourhoods. London offered much colour – and much grey; bricks in all shades. And as the urban landscape so were the population. How people looked like, how they behaved, what they talked about, not least their fashion in the melting pot of cultures couldn’t have been more fascinating to watch. There seemed to be nothing one wouldn’t have got to see in London.
Soon I started strolling through the city, documenting my impressions with my camera, taking pictures of streets, buildings, people, all sorts of things I liked, found interesting or remarkable. Thereby I considered myself in the tradition of the flâneur, as someone who walks the city in order to experience it and who gathers reflexions from what he observes. This blog and the photographs it presents is the prize of these adventures.
In 2012 I painfully left London to live in Berlin but it often seems as if I was still walking through the British capital. While I am getting Berlin better to know, this blog has turned into a long good-bye to London.
The blog title is inspired by the fairy tale The Red Shoes by Hans Christian Andersen. In this gruesome story a little girl’s attachment to her shoes becomes her destiny when she gets cursed to ceaselessly dance in them across the world until “the executioner struck off her feet […], but the shoes danced away with the little feet across the field into the deep wood”. The tale hasn’t prevented me from wearing red shoes when being on the road though…
Location: London, UK
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