Mini-me is here. His name is Anton, he was born on September 25 around coffee hour and he’s perfect, super healthy and fine and now one week old. We’re smitten and proud – yet still completely overwhelmed, speechless and so, so exhausted. It will take us a while to adjust to this new situation – so please give us some time. Photo: Carolin Weinkopf
Arno Fischer April 14, 1927 – September 13, 2011 Photo: Carolin Weinkopf
I was picking up a train ticket tonight at Ostkreuz when I saw tons of police and firemen running around. Seems as if some crazy person had decided to burn some cars (again…). It was insane, especially because the fire didn’t seem to be controllable and the firemen actually pushed the flames from one car to another. I’m almost sure it was only one car that was put on fire (and it kept on lighting up again) – but the firemen concentrated on one car, while pushing the flames to the neighbouring cars, then trying to control those, while the …
When I booked my trip to Spain a few weeks ago, numerous people called me “brave” and articulated their concerns of me traveling pregnant at 31+ weeks. I’m so glad I didn’t listen to any of them and just did what mini-me and my heart had told me: Get out and go! Indeed I have not felt any better during my entire pregnancy than now. Warm sand has calmed my aches, mediterranean waves have rocked my baby, some of my favourite people have snuggled my belly and mini-me now responds to outside stimuli in such an impressive way. I …
I remember last year’s excessive thunderstorms and nostalgically think back to hours of sitting on the windowsill, watching lightning strike Berlin’s TV tower and trying to >>catch it on photo<<. Unfortunately having a huge balloon in front of me to carry around doesn’t make it easier to bend over the parapet and shoot, and I decided the risk might be too high with mini-me jumping around in there. This year’s summer seems to be quite similar (and possibly even “worse” – you know I love it, so I can’t complain!) in terms of rain and thunderstorms. Today, N and …
Last night I took some mood shots for my friends at >>Fashion Daily<< at one of their Berlin fashion week events. It was hard to stay sober while everyone was swimming in champagne and my belly decided to be extra big and iffy at once, but it was nice to whizz around, pick up lemonade and finger food and be the undercover photographer (while everyone’s camera was big and super-flashy, I tried to stay in the background and used my smallest analogue lens and a quite different perspective). Enjoy. All photos: Carolin Weinkopf I really do love shooting …
Taking photos of friends when they do not pay attention has always been my favourite thing to do. I’m so lucky I’ve got such beautiful friends. This is Kat. Photo: Carolin Weinkopf
♥ (I went to see a different doctor a few weeks ago just for once to get a nicer picture. He had to beat him hard to even show his face, but BAM!)
I walked for hours before my legs suddenly said STOP and N had to collect me by car somewhere in the middle of the city. All photos: Carolin Weinkopf via iPhone
Deep down, I’ve had a strong desire to leave and to go places all my life. Being on the run makes me happy, and taking longer than planned rarely stresses but rather inspires me. I’ve actually always dreamed of being on an overbooked flight to jump up and leave the plane and get a later one. (Still waiting.) Today I took a long train ride through stormy weather, heavy rain fall and some sun light. I changed trains, stood in hallways, pressed my nosetip against the glass and painted ornaments on the foggy windows. I got picked up …