What Carl Did.

I've always enjoyed timelapse photography. I can't give you any particular reason, it probably comes from the same place as my fascination with tilt-shift photography too. Timelapse has the benefit that you don't need to buy a very very expensive lens to do it though, and every now and then I've tried it out. This post is about how to do it with a T2i and how to make a video out of the resulting photographs. Continue reading Timelapse Photography with a Canon 550d

A few months ago I sold all my things except the things nobody wanted, I quit my apartment in Berlin and I bought a one-way ticket to the most interesting looking country from a list of cheap flights. I wanted not so much to travel but to get away for a bit and reset myself. Since then I've been to six countries so far and seen quite a lot of unexpected things . Continue reading Developing while Travelling

I initially went to Cambodia from Bangkok and went to Siem Reap, which is the hub for going to the Angkor temples. That route is well travellled with backpackers, and since two million tourists per year go to visit Angkor Wat, that hub is quite well prepared for westerners. Despite the temples and the history being incredible, I cannot lie and say I was not disappointed by just how much the place felt like a theme park. After a while I left and headed to Phnom Penh, the capital, in order to get a visa for Vietnam and as it is a good starting point for visiting anywhere else. I expected it to be similar to Siem Reap or at least, as used to tourists, and in a way it is. I had a very very interesting initial twelve hours. Continue reading 12 Hours in Phnom Penh

After precisely one year, I was back in Thailand. I retraced my steps almost exactly - starting in Kuala Lumpur as the easiest way to escape Mauritius, then flying to Krabi as the nearest airport to the islands of the west coast. Continue reading Thailand Again

I hate traveling home for Christmas. I enjoy being home for Christmas, but the journey to get there, never easy at the best of times, feels more like a desperate pilgrimage. Continue reading Airports: A Monument to Indifference