Back in April I spent a weekend in Vienna, visiting concerts and ticking off a thing that was on my bucket list for a very long time: roaming the Vienna Central Cemetery. Despite the fact that I lived in Vienna for 8 years, I never made it to this graveyard. Two things I learned during this stay in Vienna: Going to a festival all by myself is weird at the beginning but totally okay, and the second thing: Not visiting this cemetery while I had the chance for 8 f*cking years was a big mistake. But since I don’t dwell on the past, I’m looking forward to more visits in the future.
Statues in mourning, crumbling tombstones and ivy slowly taking over graves and trees. I spent the whole afternoon at the Central Cemetery in Vienna. Just me, two cameras and a lot of film. By the time the sun set, it was time to leave as I had to catch my train back home – with a sad face, I must admit. I shot 120 film with my Holga, a few rolls of 135 film with my Nikon F80 and made the promise to come back again by no later than fall.
Here are some shots from the Holga, loaded with Fomapan 100 and Ilford FP4, developed in Rodinal.