In opposition to my very ambitious concept, that I get up early that I can enjoy the fresh morning hours for the walk, it was again 8:24 am when I got to the starting point. Well, you know, it's kind of an achievement to be inconsistent in Zurich. Everything is optimised to keep things in order - even they know the word "educating design". That dust bin (called 'Shark') is an agent of it: The top of it is sloped. Because of this, the people can't leave things like bottles on the top of it. So they get educated, as the designers told proudly. - I wonder, which part of that lesson the people could use later in their life.
Always be ready - Christmas might be back immediately.
There was exactly one reason, why I made this picture.
It's that nice lenticular mirroring of the neon tubes in the backside windows.
Déjà vu's are usually very scary
Forest in D minor
I'm not the only one who was hit by the springtime lethargy. It was like the animals alarm clock was also ringing just now.
It's sad, isn't it?
Yes, that's a possible way to do it.
A stroke with the brush of nature.
Apart from the street in the foreground I would say: hikers delight
and woodpeckers fun park.
Cowslip is opening a window in understanding the being of bees. As child we took off the whole blossom, on top of the green cup, after, we sucked them out like straws from the back end. A tiny taste of sweet appeared on the tongue, that's the nectar. It needs plenty of them to get a sugar flash.
The cat tail way
Take a wild guess on which one the teacher was sitting.
When the weather is wet and cold, becks appear depressing.
When the weather is normal, they are unimportant.
When the weather is hot, they are invigorating.
Heraclitus was maybe completely wrong interpreted.
First time of this preparation walks, that I crossed a place to the second time.
There is something remarkable about all the pictures: I look every time heading forward, never into the past.
It was very much like to be in a gothic cathedral.
It's flat at the Glatt.
West Virginia.
Actually it's not easy to seee, but somebody had the strong need to write 'Fuck the police' to the backrest of that bench. I don't know why, especially not why exactly here - but for this guy it was important to tell, so I thought, I will mention that effort here.
Seeing such things is proofing, that it's never wasted to put love even in the most ordinary functional needs.
As I was staying there and taking pictures I started to understand: if I would stay just 5 minutes longer, I'm not a walker anymore, I'll change to be Walker Evans.
I was never deeply into the graffiti thing, but I mean to know, that this one is a good one.
Because somebody told me that the most important quality characteristic of a graffiti is, when a philistine like me can't read them.
Yes, that's a school building.
And no: I have no idea, how small the number of truants is.
The "Lazaritenkirche" (church of the order of Saint Lazarus) is a good example, that buildings have the integrated ability to get better after a time - just by aging.
Obviously it had hard times. It was never healthy for the decoration of churches, to be in evangelic areas during the religious revolution.
But this one was cured by gifted hands.
You could think about that army what you like, but you have to admit that they bring some alternation to the landscape... not only during war times.
But civilians are also not bad in it... finally a very good comment about the air force airfield in behind. (to say it with the words of a former president of the social party, Peter Bodenmann: the Swiss army is the most expansive traditional costume association (Trachtenverein) that we have.)
The professional pride of a car mechanic makes even crashing cars happy.
Nice flower I don't know suppressed by an acquaintance.
Beside of graffitis I have also no knowledge about planes. But I guess to fly that one might be fun - it's probably equal to scooter driving.
Il grotto dei automobili
Looks like art but it's something to kill
Even that small entrance to a tiny airport is able to wake my romantic soul - it's whispering something about a live less ordinary, more mondain.
Probably it's just the clock and the two flagpoles that awaked that feeling.
Morphing without rendering.
Sometimes desperation is the appropriate reaction.
Everything was wasted here except the thoughts of the architects.
View from behind.
Somebody told them: "you have just to make big balconies, and the people will buy it". So they did, they took the houses what they have in the drawer since years and they added the prepared file 'balcony' what they found in the library of their free ware drawing programme.
Just some hundred meters further, there was the evidence, that everything might be different - better.
Architect of that "Chriesmatt" settlement (mind that PDF), what was actually build on the ground what was intended to be a highway on-ramp, was Rolf Keller, who was for sure exactly the same, who was involved in the restoration of the Lazaritenkirche.
Access over the biotobe - like they do in Rotterdam, today, about 25 years later.
Mediterranean courtyards.
...well, but otherwise it's also typical Swiss.
Another very unique spot in Dübendorf, the foundling educational trail.
A well retouched ugly building.
The EMPA organ - nothing is the same elsewhere.
The colours of suburbia.
Nice and sad.
Finally the river and me found a slot to cross the highway junction.
A very modern training ground. A very rigid design concept, everything is green - but not enough place for just one tree to spend some shadow.
Less a house, more a sculptural setting.
After six hours I have been back to start - a tram station at the cities borders with commuter train in the basement... everything new, somewhere in the outback.
I just wonder, if this tilting roof design of it will look fresh in some years - I think, the same like that bank building in the back.
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