Sunday, April 5th, 2015
Yes, Shtandart (sic.) is the name of the ship. And the weather was better this morning, though clouds came rolling in from the south (as you can see above – the photo faces north) and by noon it was overcast again. I spent some hours wandering the city and taking weird photos using some of the different lenses I bought second-hand, so expect some artsy-(fartsy) photos in the next couple of days! (Sorry? ;-) ) :-)
Spent the rest of the day cleaning and sorting some more, scanning in postcards and setting up automatic posts for upcoming Sundays (today features a dead Darwinfish!) right until July and reading (Norbert Elias 1 from my TBR pile, for those keeping track. More about it once I am done reading and thinking!).
My suitcase arrived yesterday and just I found some time earlier today to scan in some of my better underwater/in the water photographs, one of which you can see up there right now. And, hmm, I might have bought a ‘proper’ underwater camera yesterday, since it was a special offer at ALDI, and I want to do more underwater photography (it’s still a pretty basic camera, but I figure if I really take to it and level up my skill set some I can also level up my camera eventually … we’ll see). So now I need to, you know, find underwater things to photograph!
For now, I’ve made an ‘underwater’ album and added it to the other photo albums that are already online – and I need to spend the next four days finishing my Martin Luther King article. Eep. So that’s my plan for Easter. What is yours?
I spent pretty much the entire day at sea, sailing, kayaking and snorkling, and a fantastic day it was, but not conductive to photography, as my camera is not waterproof at all, and there was a lot of water contact going down today. I took the waterproof one-use camera along, we’ll see what those pictures turned out like in a couple of weeks. For now, two photos from aboard the Sarah.
“I lay on the bowsprit, with the water foaming into spume under me, the masts with every sail white in the moonlight towering above me. I became drunk with the beauty and singing rhythm of it, and for a moment lost myself – actually lost my life. I was set free… dissolved in the sea, became white sails and flying spray, became beauty and rhythm and the high dim-starred sky… I belonged within a unity and joy to life itself.”
There’s this three-master that has been moored in Flensburg for more than a year now and that serves as a café during the day and a bar at night – and while the location is nice, as you’re right on the water in the harbor, I think (blatantly and shamelessly anthropomorphisizing the ship) that she would really rather be out there, sailing the oceans, and not be anchored in one place forever (also, I really like the O’Neill quote).