MYSTERIOUS SMOKE KITCHEN

When I visited Penzlin Castle some time ago, the small tour allowed a view into the old smoke kitchen but when entering, the room entirely was just black and dark, only some details and corners were rarely illuminated by small spotlights.

The open fire-place itself was not really visible and all appeared quite spooky although this really used to be the place where meals were cooked for the former owner of the ancient castle and his guests. So here you get only a more imaginative idea of how primordial, rural, smoky and simple life used to be mostly during these medieval times.

This photo shows a view of the funnel vault from 1520 with a 12 m high chimney which was also utilized for smoking fish or meat. The light conditions were really poor but at least some tools did emerge from this more creepy darkness.

But where to find an espresso machine? Even coffee not available for breakfast just wine and beer those days, the socalled medieval diet.

Tuesday Photo Challenge – Kitchen

 

ELUSIVE WINTER IDYLL

Now I understand the name of the place much better, because it seems that an invisible hammer of decay and time-passed-by has just hit some of the buildings there severely overnight.

Location: Hammer-Unterwiesenthal, Ore Mountains, Germany
with real winter weather in early January 2016

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Some snow already in the Ore Mountains this year by end of October. So the winter tourists will soon return, mostly for country ski, otherwise much more houses would look alike in this quite remote area near the Czech border.

 

RUSTY TOWER INTO THE SKY

LIKE AN ARTEFACT OF THE ANALOG INDUSTRIAL ERA THIS OXYDIZING SKYSCRAPER IS CLIMBING NOSTALGICALLY TOWARDS THE BLUEISH SKY. WHAT WILL BE LEFT WHEN ARCHEOLOGISTS  DIG UP THESE GROUNDS IN 1000 YEARS? IN ANY CASE THE LIMITLESS SKY.

 

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SPEAKING DISTRIBUTION BOXES

Every picture can tell a story unrecorded by our nearest ancestors, but we never know in advance where this busy metropolitan tale will finally lead us. The mysterious symbols of this traffic are chasing us criss-cross the city, and when reaching the beginning of the narrative race again, all has changed like a never-ending dreamy game. However, the message should be so imminent and clear  ….

…. but then from time to time a freezing wind of anxiety and refusal may bounce into our blindsided faces, like an invisible wall it waited around the corner. The diverse colours of the world disappear immediately and a howling tempest divides everything into a simple black and white one-way road. A somehow dateless fear of the unknown and strange wants to take control of our mind but we have to resist and move quickly forward into the sunny outland in order to escape this pack ice of life.