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issue, if all goes well, as the train was already arriving in Brussels. Like I said, time
           always flies.


           Out of the train, into the taxi, and in less than 15 minutes we were standing at
           the reception of the Hotel BLOOM. It seems to become a tradition that we can‘t
           check into hotels without problems – I remember Stuttgart and similar problems
           there – In the end, it took 45 minutes until we were able to get to our rooms. The
           apprentice seemed to be a little overwhelmed. But eventually, he managed it with
           the help of an experienced coworker. As we had enough time anyway, we were to-
           tally relaxed. Die rooms were big and individual, as every room was designed by a
           different designer – I liked that a lot.

           After refreshing myself quickly, I went down to the lobby where Marc was waiting
           for me. We wanted to use the time until the event and explore Brussels with our
           Cameras.  We roughly walked to the gallery and the way downtown.
           At 7 pm time had finally come. Many photographers followed the invitation to the
           gallery  Ravenstein.  The  exhibition was  extremely  impressive;  it was  fascinating
           and a great inspiration for my photography. Until then I was a huge friend of black
           and white photography. But the colorful pictures of the exhibition impressed me so
           much that I put my camera in color mode already the next day and tried to compo-
           se my pictures in a different way.

           But that wasn‘t all that impressed me this evening. The exhibition was getting more
           and more crowded during the evening, and I started to see photographers I had
           only known from Books or reportages so far- Matt Stuart for example.  What stroke
           my attention in a very positive way, was that he didn’t put on the airs of a star but
           rather acted like a normal visitor with big eyes and huge talent.
           With Fabian Schreyer, I was introduced to another famous German Street photo-
           grapher. The both got to know each other at a vernissage in Rome and met again
           in Brussels after a long time.

           What I liked, in particular, was that this event not just gave me the feeling of being



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