Analog horror / fetish photos.

There's so much going on in the photo that it seems like all the energy is concentrated at that one point in time and exploded toward the lens burning emotion into the emulsion of the film. I guess it's that famous Bressonian decisive moment?

This is, of course, my subjective opinion. So boldly stated, without false modesty - but this is one of my beloved photos. The success of three people. We met in Darmstadt. We came as strangers, parted as close friends for years to come.

I had with me my analog Nikon, I think it was an F-501, with two rolls of black and white Agfa APX100 and two favorite lenses including the Petzval described here.  

I don't recall a coherent idea, there was certainly a lot of desire to do something but no plan, no signpost. A typical spontaneous meeting. A few months earlier I had received a beautiful gag as a gift, it was a gift from eufory.de, I got it for sharing the photos for promotion on boundCon. I am very grateful to them for that (this is not a sponsored article). There was admittedly a loose idea before the meeting to show this gag somehow, but for a long time I couldn't find a justification for using it. I wanted to give it some deeper meaning.

At the end of our walk with the camera, we arrived at a very inconspicuous clearing, where the final idea came.

Let's not let this photo be a typical simple fetish photo, we'll make it so that the photo deprives the observer of peace, so that something is wrong with it. Add foreign hands, a little as a metaphor for madness, the embrace of evil.... From the borderline between the real world and the hereafter. The gag will be like the impotence of fleeing from evil in a dreamy nightmare. Use your hands, let them be strong, let them pull your face into the abyss. Let it look like a freeze-frame from a bad dream where again there was no escape. For a split second before waking up with a cold sweat and a scream on your lips.

This is, of course, my subjective opinion. So boldly stated, without false modesty - but this is one of my beloved photos. The success of three people. We met in Darmstadt. We came as strangers, parted as close friends for years to come.