Before the Storm
At Ammersee, a black wall is moving across the water. The light still falls obliquely on the shore—every pebble glows, every wave breaks into foam. You can feel that everything is about to change. This exact in-between moment held me.
Before the Storm
At Ammersee, a black wall is moving across the water. The light still falls obliquely on the shore—every pebble glows, every wave breaks into foam. You can feel that everything is about to change. This exact in-between moment held me.
Vor dem Sturm
Am Ammersee schiebt sich eine schwarze Wand über das Wasser. Noch fällt das Licht schräg auf das Ufer – jeder Kiesel leuchtet, jede Welle schlägt Schaum. Man spürt, dass es gleich kippt. Genau dieser Moment dazwischen hat mich festgehalten