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Düsseldorf

Düsseldorf is the capital city of the region NRW (Nordrhein-Westfahlen), in Germany.
It is also the residence from the local government, Der Landtag.
The modern building in what the politicians decide about what happens in our area, is named Landtag.

Architecture

Today we went inside

History and Art

Close to the Medienhafen,

in a wonderful area at the Rhine.  Lots of things to see and photograph!

And my probably most favorite photo album, ‚da mix‘  🙂

 

A wonderful morning with a great photographer and friend as company.  Not bad for a Saturday!

Glücksburg

Glücksburg Castle (German: Schloss Glücksburg, Danish: Lyksborg Slot) is a water castle (Wasserschloss) in the town of Glücksburg, Germany. It is one of the most important Renaissance castles in northern Europe.It is the seat of the House of Schleswig-Holstein-Sonderburg-Glücksburg and was also used by the Danish kings.

Situated on the Flensburg Fjord the castle is now a museum owned by a foundation, and is no longer inhabited by the ducal family. Its board of directors is chaired by Christoph, Prince of Schleswig-Holstein, the current titular duke and head of the House of Glücksburg and House of Oldenburg.

Mix

Inside the castle.

The interior of the castle is mostly authentic.  I was allowed to take photos. The condition was that I should not publish  the photos (for commercial purposes).
In order to respect the rules, the photos are in a password protected area.

If you have the password, you can click at the photo below and look at the photos.  You are NOT allowed to copy or publish the photos in any form. You are also not allowed to spread the code word I give you.

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Lillie M Wasson

Lillie M Wasson is an artist with a unique style of painting

Her passion for animals, especially Huskies, is one of the main themes in her work.  Her present project is drawing 100 huskies, see a few here.

 

I am very proud that Lillie as well is inspired by my photography.

22-02-2018  Lillie M Wasson

I could only use my right eye. I’m sure I’ll see the mistakes better when the patch it taken off my left eye again. Thanks Hans Friedhoff for allowing me to use this photo.

Title: The Black Swan
Photographer: Hans Friedhoff
Paper: Artist’s Loft Stetchbook paper 8″ X 10″
Medium: Graphite Pencil #2, Pan Pastels, Royal Charcoal
Pencils, and Derwent Inktense colored pencils

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and the original photo

Petra Vos

Petra Vos is an excellent Poser artist from the Netherlands, and her creations are very unique.

We started playing a game together, and next to fighting, for all against others, Petra has a lot more talents.

I am privileged that I can take her creations, and add some poetry to it.

 

 

Artwork copyrights by Petra Vos

Love is love

I love my life
When life loves me
I love you
When you love me

I live my life
When you love your life
And when you can’t
I will love you even more

You are beautiful
Lie is beautiful, because of you
And That is why
I give my life to you

And the sun will shine
In our brightest day
In our darkest night
Hold me, tight

We will grow older
You will have my shoulder
And I give you, my most wonderful part
Because I love you, I give you my heart

08- 10-2017

Nightshade
Created by Petra Vos

 

When the night falls
After a sunny day
When the brighness transforms in invisible grey
With the entrance of the cold

When darkness is around
When you can hear the shadows speak
When there is a spot of light to squeek

when you lost everything around
Because she has found
When your eyes fear the night
Because she stole your light

When the nightshades shine in
And there is no other choice
As obeying her sin

When all there is, is gone,
And nothing seems to be so nice
As forever
Closing your eyes

15-10-2017

 

 

Created by Petra Vos

 

When the night comes
With a cloudless night
And you can’t see the stars
or the moon
 
When the cold comes
Touching until in the bones
And you can feel
The invisible eyes
Stinging in your head
 
When the night is filled with vibrations
Unexpected, scary sounds tickling your nerves
And the scent of fire and herbs
Guides you on external voyages
 
When the signs of the old times
Start to speak again
And you are touched by their immortal power
Then you can be sure
 
You are in the Withching Hour
31-10-2017
(c) by Petra Vos

No one saw you
Preparing for your fight
No one saw you
Roaming through the night

No one saw you
When you screameed your anger and hate
No one saw you
No one was intrested in your sound

Your mind was poisoned
By the law
Your plan was perfect
And no one saw it coming

Then you stepped into the light
And we saw you
We were blinded by your light
A staccatto, and we could not hide

Your outfit, so wonderful, so colourful
Your hair, such a thrill
You are amazing
Too beautiful to kill

And between the stunning firework
Of beauty and sound
Your eyes looked around
Blind, and ready
Shooting the thrill
Ready to kill

And everyone saw you
Thougth you were great
Until they realized
That it was too late

07 11 2017

 

Fatal Attraction
By Petra Vos

Fatal attraction

Have I told you today
How wonderful you look
have I told you today
How you curves made me hook

Have I told you
About your sexy hot legs
Can you imagine
What I need more to relax

Your eyes drive me crazy
I am longing for your slow hand
And who knows, maybe
I fullfill your dreams, in the end

You don’t blush
While I am flattering you
I wonder how lush
You are, when I do

You make me wild, there is no deny
You awake my fantasy and all my sins
I want you now, please make me cry
At the moment I send my bullet in

18 11 2017

sinful touch, by Petra Vos

Sinful touch

There you are
So close, so far
You look so fragile,
Protecting yourself
You have so much to hide

Your eyes dream your thoughts away
So close and so far away
I look to you
My fingers can touch you
But you are so far away

I look into your eyes
And feel your trears burning in mine
And I wonder why

What can I do
To reach you again
How do you feel
When are you
Happy again

I give you time
I give you all I have
And I wait
Until you are ready
to return again

26 11 2017

 

(c) by Petra Vos

Amalie and Amalie

No one was aware
But you definitely were there
Your body still like a statue
With boiling blood, ready for the prey
Patiently wating, night and day

With every breath you take
And your eyes, spying around
For the victim what soon might be found

I looked at you
Are you real
Or just my fantasy

I came closer
And before I could smell your skin
Your spear spiked me
And I
Had not even time, to wonder why

Creation/Image by Petra Vos
Words by Hafri, that’s me

27 11 2017

(c) by Petra Vos

 

Spying
While your eyes are bursting
From the biting, poisoned smoke
That slowly fills your prisonroom

Waiting
For your moment to come

THere is no escape
Our of this nightmare
Because it is real
The heat that you feel

Steaming smoke
Takes your breath away
You not seem to notice it
Focussed at the only way out

There will be no one
Who unlocks your prison cell
What else can you do
Than waiting for that moment
On what your spirit leaves your body
When there is no pain anymore

A last cough is what you hear
There is no way out
And you do not fear

03 12 2017

Pleated Skirt Outfit for G8F by Amaranth & PixelTizzyFit
Creation by Petra Vos

All I want, under the christmas tree
Is a moment, to be free
So please, forget about the angel
And don’t mention about the sheep

All I want this christmas, to kiss you
And burn our candles inside
When the door finally shuts down
You will be brighten our crown,
on christmas night

When the wind blows
I will feel your kisses
The cold will be dark and blue
How nice I could turn your ice
Let the glowing light, being the glue

No lametta, there will be
Only a tiny christmas tree
We won’t be cold
With eachother to hold

Let christmass kiss
And lit the light
Let it be warm again
After the chilly night

18 12 2017

Render (c) by Petra Vos

Words by me
Poser by Petra Vos

Render by Petra Vos
Words by me (HaFri)

I was walking blind
THere was nothing I could find

I was running from A to B
Looking for what I could not see

I had to be in time
I could not drop the line
Running faster, but I was too late
Hurrying more, without finding the gate

I went on, but did not know
Where my feet were letting me go
I could not stop it
I could not drop it
I had the will to carry on
with the show

Then, all out of the blue
All the sudden, there was you
When I saw you, in a flash
I knew what to do, in a dash
I ran behind you, but you were so fast
I don’t know how many hours it last

Then you stuopped
And while you took my breath away
You said, well hun, you should not run
Because you can get everything, if you are willing to stay

I opened my eyes, was bathing in sweat
You were gone
But your words I will never forget

29 04 2018

HaFri Poetry October 2017

 

The change of seasons
For us, from sommer to fall
The warm days are over, after all
We turn back to the light
Embrace the night
 
The change of seasons
For others from winter to spring
Birds start to sing
You turn back to the light
The days will be bright
 
The change of seasons
A magical feeling, for you and me
With hope and faith, for many reasons
We step in the light
If we want to see
1- 10- 2017

I am looking to you
And I call your name
It always makes me smile

I see the moves you make
With every breath you take
And when your words find my ear
I know what you want me to hear

I love it when you laughter
I hear the brightness in your eyes
And I carefully look after
What is behind your disguise

I read the words you write
And even if I fail to understand them right
I read what you are hiding away
I hear what you are trying not to say

I do not want to treat you
I do not need to cheat you
I want to know who you really are
I always love you, close and far

There you go, you walk away
There is not much more to say
Only your footprints can be found
I take you in my heart, you will be forever around

I am looking through you
and I know your name
It will always make me smile

02.10-2017

Sometimes I wonder
Like many of you
What is wrong with this world
Where it all will bring us to

I wonder how someone can hate
Someone that he does not know
I wonder why some people take the right
To kill others, just for their show

They say, money makes the world goes around
But I think it makes the world stand still
How can you live with a gun in your hand
Realizing it is made to kill

Let us finally clear up the lie
Weapons makes our world not more safe at all
Let us stop to make our children cry
We are not here to decide about life, hear my call

Too many tears did fled by lead
Too many innocent people, die day after day
Don’t play the judge of life, because you are not that
Live and understand eachother, let our children play

I stop with looking for the answer
Because there is no question why, my friend
Let’s just live in peace and harmony
And let the answer, be blown in the wind

03- 10- 2017

 

Find me a place
Where I can hide for the rain
Find me a home
Where the roof dims the light

Find me a world
Where I dare to look up, again
Find me a life
Where the only fear is the night

Give me your fear
I will give you hope
We will be near
No matter what, we will cope

Give my your tear
I give you a smile, in return
The sky will be clear
The clouds shall fade for the sun

Give me the night
Take me by the hand
Let’s grab, together, to the light
Let’s smile at our love,
It will never end

04 10 – 2017

I was talking to the planet
Where I love to live on
Maybe you think it is weird
But it is what makes me strong

She told me abut her worries
And it were not that happy stories
About polution, ignorance and war
I had to agree, humans have gone too far

They forget to respect
They prefer to neglect
They tell themselves they are perfect
But in real they are far away from that

I listened to her story
In what was, of course, nothing new
I felt sad and immense sorry
And then, all the sudden I knew

What, if I make my world matter
What, if I should try a ittle bit better
For who is around me, for who I can touch
For who I can reach, for who I love so much

I again should start to sing
And smile about rain, and everything
I can’t solve the problems of the entire earth
But a better world is so much worht

I give, what I should like to get
A smile, a hug, something to laugh at
A fear, a tear, to wipe away
Because all I want, is that I can say

Nothing is prefect, but you and I
Can be happy, when we both give it a try

05- 10- 2017

Sitting in the chilly sun
Summer is definitely gone
People are walking by
Enjoying the sunlight in the sky

No one has, for me, a name
And they think of me the same
Like the birds, who wait
Patiently

I only notice the man
When he stops and opens his bag
And so do the birds
They know what will come

The man throws the bread
The birds pick, quarrel and fight
A smile appears at the face of the man
Amazing, how a mood can change

Gulls and birds fly up
In the hope to get the crumbs first
They scream and yell
Nothing human is strange, for them

The man and his friends
And the illusion ends
When he shakes the empty bag
A last flight

Before the man disappears in the crowd
Anonymous, like before
The birds wait
Hungry
And I wonder

Who will be their next friend for a minute

06 10 2017

 

Slash as a she Copyright and art by Xans

Music is my first love
And it will be my last
So many memories to songs
To people, events, such a blast

What should I be when the music was not there
One thing is sure, I definitely was not here
I might have been knocking on heavens door
Many years before

Life is music, music is life
More of that jazz, a millionaire waltz, the prime jive
I have heard them all before
We want more.. we want more

When I hear the guitar, gently wheeps
I grips me… until it sleeps
Never, never break the spell
This could be heaven, or this could be hell

And in the masters chaimber
The genious compose the song
With a whole lotta rosie
How can I go on

I sing along with Freddie
I dream the slashy strngs
Yes, music is my first love
In all kinds of everything

Name me the number of the beast
Running up the hill
Music, my bohemian Blasphemy
the sound,  a view to a kll

07-10-2017

 

Artwork copyrights by Petra Vos

Love is love

I love my life
When life loves me
I love you
When you love me

I live my life
When you love your life
And when you can’t
I will love you even more

You are beautiful
Lie is beautiful, because of you
And That is why
I give my life to you

And the sun will shine
In our brightest day
In our darkest night
Hold me, tight

We will grow older
You will have my shoulder
And I give you, my most wonderful part
Because I love you, I give you my heart

08- 10-2017

If I had the money
I should buy you a house
Where the birds wishtle
Where the air is full of sea

If I had the money
I should buy you a better ploace
for you and for me

If I had the money
I should make your wishes come true
If I had the money
I should know how to do

I don’t have the money
I can’t buy you that diamond ring
But even when I can’t give you gold
I can hold

I can hold you tight
Until the end of the night
I can walk with you, along the water
I can love you, yesterday, today, tomorrow and later

I can make you smile
Without opening a bank account
And that smile of you
Is makiing my world goes around

I might not have money
But my love is true
You never are lonely
If you don’t want to

09- 10- 2017

I have nothing to write
And that’s so wrong
The paper remains white
And I try so strong
 
Words do not come out of my brain
And with my fingers, it is the same
I sit here, staring how the time flies away
All there is, is emptiness, and it feels not okay
 
I should write, and let the thoughts fall
I should wonder, being amazed, that all
I should be protesting, one hand in the air
But instead, I am sitting here
 
One arm under my head
In the other my pen
Telling myself that I can
But who believes that?
 
My eyes are empty, what to do
My thoughts drift away, to you
Many things to say
The silence sway
 
The decission that I make
Today, I take a break
No poetry, no words from me
No stress, no chellenge, just a
silent lucidity
11-10-2017

Sunlight
Reflects amazing
Through the leaving leaves
And both are not aware
Of the beauty they are giving

The beautiful brightness of fall
Harmonizes
It should not be this beautiful
If one part was missing

When I am the leave
I warm up with your sunlight
Get refreshed by the rain
And warmed up, by you, again

One day,
When the leaves get thinner
I will let your light through
To who wants to see it
And in the mean time
All I want to do
Is reflecting your wonderful light
Back to you

14-10-2017

 

 

Nightshade
Created by Petra Vos

When the night falls
After a sunny day
When the brighness transforms in invisible grey
With the entrance of the cold

When darkness is around
When you can hear the shadows speak
When there is a spot of light to squeek

when you lost everything around
Because she has found
When your eyes fear the night
Because she stole your light

When the nightshades shine in
And there is no other choice
As obeying her sin

When all there is, is gone,
And nothing seems to be so nice
As forever
Closing your eyes

15-10-2017

What are we expecting
To who are we reflecting
What is the light that reach you
Who told the words that teach you
 
Where comes the sun from
After a rainy day
When is the darkness faded away
Why do I cry and feel relieved
When did I count the blessings I achieved
 
Let me open up your windows
Let the light and fresh air come in
Washing away our worries and sorries
Let go.. anywhere the wind blows
23 10 2017
Created by Petra Vos
When the night comes
With a cloudless night
And you can’t see the stars
or the moon
 
When the cold comes
Touching until in the bones
And you can feel
The invisible eyes
Stinging in your head
 
When the night is filled with vibrations
Unexpected, scary sounds tickling your nerves
And the scent of fire and herbs
Guides you on external voyages
 
When the signs of the old times
Start to speak again
And you are touched by their immortal power
Then you can be sure
 
You are in the Withching Hour
31 10 2017

HaFri Poetry July 2017

Listening to the voice

(painting by Gabrielle Gubbs(

Today I switched the radio on
As in a dayly routine
I was not thinking what would come
Just building up my daily screen

I took my coffee, and around
I was comfort by the familiar sound
The radio spread its usual noise
And then I realized it was your voice

I stopped for a moment, from sipping my tea
And started to listen what you were telling me
I still could not understand your words
However, I dreamt away at your familiar chords

I do not even know your name
But all the sudden, the magic was here
Sprankling your sound through my ears
And I knew
that nothing, anymore, will be the same

03 07 2017

Painted by Margaret Wilson

I can watch the flowers
For hours and ours
And it might sound silly
Still, I can hear their story

They whisper to me
In invisible communication
TI understand
And I admire your wonderful creation

The painted flowers, I can smell
The magic of their colours touches me so well
A kind of magic, nature is art
We shold not forget, wa are all a part

With all the different colours
We built the patchwork of life
I say it sinsere, without any shame
Without you
Life should not be the same

03-07-2017  HaFri Poetry

Bedroom stories

Poser Creation by Xan
Words by me

When the time is right
When the day dims the light
When your day gently changes
into the darkness of the night

Then come to me

I will whisper in your ear
The stories that you want o hear
It is about passion and fandasy
About dreams, nothing to fear

Draam on

My stories will suit you the most
When your pretty eyes are closed
You are so ready for the night
Too much champagne enclosed

Lay your fantasy
Next to me
It are my stories
That you are going to see

Sweet dreams, my friend
Today will have a happy end
Tomorrow you will not know
If my stories were tuue,
or fantasies, in the end

04 07 2017

There are times, that I am looking for you
But I can not see you, here
I expect something, that you can not give
Because you are there

I talk to you, when I sleep
I talk to you, when I walk in the street
Sometimes my thoughts are deep
Ween I want you, deseperately, to meet

It seems that you are gone
It looks like I am alone
You can’t help it
When I look in a different way

It was so easy, a while ago
When we just could say
Overhere, there I am
Gone is that day

We found another communication
The words made a transformation
I not need to listen to the sound
Your love is everywhere to be found

No longer I can kiss you
Much stronger I do miss you

But we carry on, on with the show
Because as long as the light comes up
There is a reason for living, for giving
As long as the water in the river will flow

05 07 2017

Consciousness
Painting by Peter Blacksmith -Oil on canvas 180 x 120 cm

Sometimes I realize
How hard it is to pay the price
For knowing what I know
And not can letting go

Sometimes I just want to hide
Away from glamour and pride
close the curtains, dim the light
Just me and the shimmering light

Those sometimes mostly disappear
When I, again, am looking clear
Awaking from my dream
Leaving the nightmare in a scream

I leave my body and fly
Nothing to carry, nothing to feel shy
Flying back to the inner me
Proud with what I see

Words by me
06 07 2017

Chopper ride
(poser by Xan)

Chopper ride

How much I did long for you
And now, finally, my dream comes true

You came to me, shining and bright
I knew it, I got the invite
There you stood, sexy and hot
Ready to ride, and I thought, why not

I smiled and touched you with my fingertips
Your roar made me weak around my hips
Baby, I said, you are beautiful, today
You shined ever more, growled that’s okay

I could not hold very much longer
My desire grew stronger
But when I saw you drool
I slowed down, pretending to be cool

One grip at your boiling tank
A pat at your saddle, spank, baby, spank
I gripped you tight
Ready for the ride

 

Wrapped my legs around you, wow
The touch was too much, I should do it now
I switched your key
You shivered to me

There we go baby, I heard myself say
Before you took me in your arms
The smoke and smell of your greasy charms
Ride the wild wind, hey hey hey

And we were one, that night
Chopper ride

07 07 2017

Painting by Margaret Wilson

the sea
It gives
And it takes

The wind
Through my hair
I wish you were here

The seaguls cry
In their never ending search
For a fresh fish

The air
Smells like salt
Here I want to get old

The sound
Of the waves on the shore
I not need anymore

The lights of the tower
At the port
Is the witness

On .. out
The sky forms
A brand new cloud

And in the meantime
The sea
Whispers,
come back to me

words Hafri 10 07 2017

 

(painting by Gabrielle Stubbs)

Today I crow for victory
In a special way
We celebrate French Liberty
It is Bastille Day

So much about the history
In the books you can read it
And for who looks close to life today
Will know, that hiistory repeated

We must be alert, to fight the shadow
We can not bow for fear and hate
Unite, stand up and hold the tricolour
It is freedom for what we fight

And when the La Marseillaise plays
We next can sing our own countries glory
Resist, don’t let the darkness win
Love will bring us all victory

Words – HaFri 14 07 2017

There are moments
And they are not a few
That I know that you
Are taking things out of our hands

To get the things sorted oud
And working according to your plans

It was not just a song
That made me go on
And a few days ago
You shared that memory again

A song from the past,
You may call it, from another life
We know it so well
Every chord, I can spell

The memories of the past
Before we drifted apart

You made her remind to me
A shared memory
You made her brushing clean the share
As if you told, you both are still there

We are
Close, but still, very far

Thank you, again, old friend
For your music, that never ends
Thank you, lover of life
For giving me a smile, again

Maybe it is just a little step
But my heart jumped up, pretty loud
Thank you, for giving a sign of hope
Thank you for the share, dear Freddie
Thank you, for where I can not talk about

HaFri – 13 07 2017
For Anne, with hope.

Today
I take life into my hands
I can not wait any longer
Even realizing that I can’t
It will make me feel much stronger

Between what is and what once was
We balance on the thin line
In the present leaving the past
Walking there, where the sun shines

I am only one step away
From what I left behind
And only one step more
To where I want to find

As long as I walk on
I will be strong
As soon as I look back
The danger takes a track

Today
I take life back into my hands
Thinking of you makes me stronger
And remembering the past
I look forward, and walk a bit longer

As long as the line is willing to hold
I will be there
And I will care
I will love you
Words that can not often enough be told

16 07 2017 HaFri

For Harrie

Let’s all stand together
Doodle by Margaret Wilson

Let’s all stand together

Doodle by Margaret Wilson

Sometimes when I face the big bad world
I feel so lonely
I feel so lost

It is not that I want to run away
But what I want
Seems so far

I feel so helpless, when I see things happen
Things that I can not change
But so desperately want to, need to

At those moments
The tears run free
My heart cries, for me
My heart cries for you
What to do

Then, when the tears are fading away
There is some light, between the grey
Your shoulder, the glimpse in your eyes
Make me realize

That we are not alone
That I love you
Friends will be friends
And nothing else, really does matter
Because, in the end
We all stand together

17 07 2017  HaFri Poetry

Jerusalem 2017

Painting by Gabrielle Stubbs

Jerusalem 2017

My heart cries
With every shot
My heart cries
For too many blood

No matter who you are
No matter at what side of the wall
We are all God’s people
We do not differ so much at all

SO much hate, human create
That we can not trust each other
Some may say, far away
But it is too close, not to bother

There is no solution in fight
There is no wrong, because there is no right
Only humanity is real
The tears that I feel

My heart cries
For the beautiful people
Who are blind
And of who their calculating leaders
Tell, tell that there is no solution to find

That is a burtol lie
Because when we start to understand eachother
Then the differens do not bother
And all who cares
are you and I

22 07 2017 HaFri

 

After the rain has gone
The drops are not aware
That they were the last ones

After the rain has gone
The drops might fade away
They are waiting
In their endless duty

Until their time has come
After the rain has gone

23 07 2017

At the very end
When no one is getting in
Where we look back
To passing traces
Of memories, sweet
And until now untold

At the very end
Standing in the present
We let the pass fly away
It was good
I am grateful

This end is a new begin

30 07 2017

Het strand, de zee, het water.

De troost, de wind die alles zegt, met onhoorbare woorden.

Iedereen ziet je, maar niemand ziet je.
Behalve degene aan wie je denkt.

En de zon schijnt,
en de golven spoelen zand, zoals altijd.

En toch.. is de lach van de kinderen een beetje anders.
En je voelt het, meer dan ergens anders.

Je weet dat iemand je ziet

31 07 2017

Anita VB

Paintshop Pro specialist Anita,  her work and my words.

Ik ben een kind
Een kind van de zee
Ik leef van de wind
En waai met haar mee

(en in geval van nood
neem ik de boot)

Crea by Anita
Words by Hans     

Japantag 2017

(Klick at the picture to enlarge.  Auf die Bilder klicken zum Vergrösserung)  

 

The gift of the Japanese Community to Düsseldorf, where is one of the largest japanese centres out of Japan.

The day started as a cultural exchange, and in the years grew out to a meeting of cosplay, and other ‚oriental‘ trends.   Main theme – People.

I love people.

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Some people can fly

Some can’t, but have wings

You can be a big artist, but it is always good to contact with home,

Behind the scenes .  A short rest for the Artists, means work for photographers

Sometiimes the photographers have to suffer a bit as well :)

Creepy fun!

It was crowded, very crowded.  Everywhere people to photograph, and often people who jumped unexpected before the lense.
Enjoy the Whoops! Photos