More of Paris 2015 – Digital

Ich war ein paar Tage in Paris und da habe ich natürlich ein paar Fotos gemacht. Es gibt was vom Louvre bis hin zum Eiffelturm und allgemeine Fotos 🙂

Schwierig in diesen Reisefotografien ist stets eine Linse dabei zu haben, die auch für jede Situation passt. Meist benutze ich das 50mm Objektiv, da ich es auch schon in Thailand mitgenommen habe und auch immer so zurecht kam damit. Ich sehe mich jedoch stets in den Grenzen, wenn es dann doch platztechnisch nicht klappt…aber bei größeren Gebäuden und etwas Abstand klappt das bisher, wie man auf den Fotos sehen kann 🙂

Louvre Lights - Night and Day
Louvre Lights – Night and Day
Louvre exhibition
Louvre exhibition
Louvre Egypt
Louvre – Egyptian area
Mona Lisa Louvre
Mona Lisa in the Louvre
Louvre exhibition victory of samothrace nice
Louvre exhibition Victory of Samothrace, Nike
Paris Pond des Arts
Paris Pond des Arts
Arc de Triomphe
Arc de Triomphe
Paris Montmartre
Paris Montmartre
Paris Montmartre
Paris Montmartre
Paris Montmartre view
Paris Montmartre

Photowalk 2015 – Digital

This is a re-upload, I hope you don’t mind. I will not change the theme again…I swear.

Diese Fotos entstanden auf einem Fotospaziergang mit einigen sehr tollen Fotografen aus Köln und sehr mutigen Models, die der Kälte getrotzt haben für diese Fotos.
Ich danke euch für diese Einladung und hoffe auf erneutes Treffen bald!

Das sind meine bisherigen Ergebnisse aus diesem Treffen. Ich hoffe euch gefallen sie und ich würde mich über jede Art von Kritik freuen 🙂

Auf Bald, Masi

Brian model Auto golden Fotografie
Brian vorm goldenen Auto
Model Wald Fotografie Spaziergang
Kölner Wald Emily
Model Wald Fotografie Spaziergang
Kölner Wald und Emily
Model Wald Fotografie Spaziergang
Kölner Wald und Franziska
Model Wald Fotografie Spaziergang
Kölner Wald und Brian

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White Blossom – Hélène – Digital – Frechen, Cologne

It’s way to long ago that this shoot has happened, but what can you do? We searched for a suitable tree, which was this kind (with white blossoms) and which is low enough to stand in. Hélène found one with her fantastic eye and called me to get there and shoot and shoot! Thank you Hélène for this push!

I really hope you like the photos! I tried to get a little more experimental with the composition and with playing with the scarf (which did not work all the time unfortunately…). These are the results I got from it. I am pleased with it.

If you like to see more of my stuff, feel free to contact me via Twitter, Facebook or my site 🙂

Khitos_White Blossom

Khitos_Whiteblossom 1

Khitos_Whiteblossom 2

Khitos_Whiteblossom 3

Khitos_Whiteblossom 4

Khitos_Whiteblossom 5

Khitos_Whiteblossom 6


How to overcome comparisons with other artists or just a rant

This is a rather personal post, I guess, so be warned.

I encountered several occasions where my photos were compared with photos of other photographers in my close circle. I am way behind those photographers, I know that. And this is somehow the problem. They are way more famous, way more popular with my friends and just have the leap forward I do not have. It takes time. I try to shoot more and more. I ask almost every friend if they want to take photos. I try to get better. Of course I get inspiration by other artists, films or just my own imagination. The latter seems so unimportant when it comes to similar photos to other photographers. In my case I always here something like „oh, you have a similar style to so and so„, „oh, I have seen that style before„. It just sucks. You feel as if you did nothing, just copy.

My problem with this seems that I still have to find my style and work on it step by step. With this I try out a lot of things and in small steps I explore for myself what I really like in a photo. I knew from way before my ambitious time in photography that I liked back-shots. And it seems that even that won’t be recognized when the more famous photographers do it. Then they again will say „oh, a back-shot, didn’t so and so done that?“ „you like them back-shots, huh? So and so, as well„. I effing know. I kind of just want to cry out like a little teenage girl „I liked it waaaay earlier than the other one did!“. But I have to accept that as an artist who wants to get better you have to be compared to others, who ARE better. It just seems so unfair that own ideas won’t be recognized. It just sucks.

Furthermore, the well known photographers are not the inventor of all things. Inspiration comes from all things. You can just like the same stuff. It can happen. It just won’t be seen as that, if those two are too close together. I sometimes still struggle with all of this and question myself if I really like what I do. That is the worst part and nobody should get into that stadium. When you are questioning everything you like, you kind of are beginning to stop what you do and dislike your work. Stopping, thats the worst you could do. You should just keep going on. The comparisons will still be there, I guess. You could enlarge the distance to other photographers, even with small things, like changing themes of your blog or how you present your photos to the public eye. I don’t have the solution on everyones personal case, but the most important thing, in my opinion, is to keep on going. I experienced this myself by stopping for a bit and drowning in self-misery. It may be not as harsh as it sounds like, but I think I am not the only one who has self-doubt to some certain extend.

Ohyeah, writing about it helps as well. I like to put my thoughts onto the screen or paper, so I can put that and this thought on the side and move on. It is also a great tip for other problems as well. Well, I don’t want to beginn sounding like a author of selfhelp books. The thing you (and I) have to keep in mind is, that the comparisons will not stop, the critique will not stop and it is not beneficial at all to get distracted by all of this when you have fun doing what your are doing. It reminds me of a quote I heard some time ago: „It’s easier to steer a moving ship, than a ship who stands still„. I like those quotes. They are optimistic, dreamy and often very true.

Dave, the gullible, stupid me and the notion of helping

Last week I was in Berlin with a friend. We just wanted to spend some time there, explore the city, visit museums and enjoy the capitol and its‘ life. This is just about the first few minutes at the central train station where we encountered Dave. He was a twenty-something dude with a little ruffed up look. He talked to us, speaking in english, looking for help. The first thing I thought was that he just wants to bum a cigarette off of us. Then it got clearer: He wanted money. He said he was from England, was in Stuttgart for some company, his belongings were lost on the flight. He wanted money to get back to Stuttgart where he could apparently get a way back to England. I don’t know exactly what and why or even if this sounded like the truth. In hindsight it was a rather not so believable story, but…after a certain amount of time of hesitation I kind of had the feeling that it was time to help. I thought about the people who are really in trouble and who legitimately are desperate and would benefit from a kind stranger. Maybe I wanted to be this kind stranger. He also wanted to transfer me the money back via some bank. Short result of it all: I helped by giving him money. It was more than the spare change most people give homeless people in the streets, but it was not so much that I would be financially in trouble in Berlin. Anyhow, it was actually too much to even consider from a student like me. That’s why it was a rather stupid thing to do. There was not enough evidence that he actually was telling the truth and I did not ask as many questions as I should have. Beside the main point of being the kind stranger I just wanted to get this over with, although I had an weird, strange feeling about all of this. My friend told me after this that he would not have done this and I am reconsidering the notion of helping strangers even more. I am not one for giving every homeless person my spare change, because than I would have the feeling of having to give every single one of them something. I did this a few times, sometimes just food, which is most times even better, I think. But now…I guess I question the people who do this con and get away with it. Plus I question myself for being so utterly gullible.

In general it is always nice to help others, when oneself is in the position of doing so. It can benefit the stranger, even it is for one meal or some drink. I don’t want to get into the view that every person on the street is getting beer and hard alcohol (what they often do I guess) from the money people give them. It is rather about the people who deliberately try to con people into giving them money that they don’t even need. These are people who do not look as shabby as most others but try to get away with stories about getting home by mostly getting a train ticket for which they need some money. They use this scenario to create a desperate light on them, so the one giving the money pities him. I encountered some other of these people who asked every single person in a train once and just didn’t come up as believable as they would like to have. These are the people who I really do not like. They are probably not so well off as many others, but try to con people anyway. With me Dave had a person who did fell for it, although hesitant. The moral would be: Be skeptical towards people on the streets who ask for something. It is really difficult to find out if the person is telling the truth. I am very sorry for those who really need help, though…all in all I just wanted to highlight my gullible self, I guess. In the future I won’t be so kind anymore unfortunately, unless of course there is more insurance involved. The last thing I want to get off my chest: Eff you Dave ;P