Unseen Skyline
Everybody knows New York City from movies, tv shows, from photos, books and games. It’s the cliché-city of skyscrapers and its skyline is probably the most famous and familiar amongst all mega cities.
With this photo series I try to show you a more unseen skyline of NYC.
PARKING CRICKET
Cricket has always played a big role in my life. If you are Sri Lankan, whether or not you love the game, play the game or watch it, somehow cricket has the ability to get in the way of everyday life.
Say you are about to park your car somewhere in Sri Lanka. Not only should you check any nearby trees for falling coconuts, you should also make sure your car is safe from any potential flying cricket balls from kids playing nearby! In my suburb, whenever there is a major cricket final, it is normal to experience a power outage due to the sheer volume of people having their television sets switched on at the same time. Sometimes, the electricity board purposely switches off power before the match to save energy in preparation for the big day! If it turns out to be a thrilling game that comes down to a last ball victory or a super over, even the hospitals are prepared to take in the heart-attack patients! (Ok maybe I’m exaggerating here but we do hear in the news of people having heart attacks after watching action packed cricket games). If you find a big crowd huddled outside a shop in the middle of the city, it is less likely to be an emergency and more likely that the shop has a TV facing outwards with a cricket match showing.
ANGELO BASILIKOS
„Ich wollte nie Bücher lesen, ich wollte immer lieber das Leben da draußen sehen.“
Angelo Basilikos dreht routiniert einen Joint, zündet ihn an und nimmt einen tiefen Zug. „Na bitte, Olympisches Feuer, Joint vom Kapitän!“, brummt er zufrieden mit seiner Bud-Spencer-Stimme und fängt an, zu erzählen. Wie der Bulle des Nachbarn umfiel und tot liegen blieb, als er ihm als Zwölfjähriger einen Stein an den Kopf geworfen hatte, wie er daraufhin heimlich auf den LKW des Gemüsehändlers kletterte und vor dem Zorn seines Vaters nach Thessaloniki floh und dort als Matrose auf einem Schiff anheuerte.
DIE RAKEDE
Thanks to Henning Heide and the whole Rakede crew. You gonna be big!