Django Reinhardt looking over my shoulders, during I try not to drive out of key on my electric guitar; yes it is self irony, maybe even blasphemy to put Django Reinhardt together with me into the same frame (so he burned my ear) …
photo by Barbara F.
Sorry to say: this is not my first guitar. I was forced by my parents to sell my first guitar, as I insisted to buy a photo camera. So I made documents from my first journey: on a bicycle from Germany upwards the river Rhine till I reached the Alps in Switzerland (aged 16). Aged 18, I earned my first own money in the army – and bought at once a guitar again, a cheap Fender copy. As I returned home, my kind parents had brought to trash all my collected analog negative film rolls. In those times I had not much money for paper prints, so I lost many image documents. I continued to play guitar all my life time (with various guitars) and I continued to shoot photos (with various cameras: AGFA, Yashica, Practica, Canon, Lumix). Sometimes I think the world wide music industries destroyed often the capability to listen. I had more dialogs about photography than about music. Sometimes it is difficult to support both “languages” – the language for ears and the language of eyes. And to write? It was always available to buy a cheap notebook and a pencil …
me, playing guitar on my youtube channel
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