Michael Schmidt was not a personal friend of mine.And still, I carried him around with me,and now, that he has died,the sadness that accompanies me these days has grown a bit. He had turned grey over the years.As if he had adopted the silvery grayness of his photographs. Michael Schmidts name was already around when
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Looking at photographs
Looking at photographs, we easily could get the impression that they tell us stories. Stories about life and death, stories about little moments and big events. We virtually travel to different continents, look in the eyes of strangers, see catastrophes and poverty; we see the unknown and the illusionary. But all we see are surfaces.