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Alter Ego

Emigration creates stressful limit-situations when person loses his identification:work, friends, relatives, property, language, life and career prospects. Can you stand this collapse of identifications? – Being 47, I must run around in Vienna as homeless dog looking for institutions, who would approve what I am doing. Feeling lucky to sell photo to newspaper once in [...]

Street photography

Nobody really knows, why the bird sings. Maybe because of joy. Street photography which depicts recognizable faces can survive only on pages of private blogs Blogs which bring to author nothing except two-three duty comments and tons of spam To go on like that photographer must be bird Who sings because of pure joy and [...]

Abend

Nothing changes in life quickly, but day after day, I grow more and more dissatisfied with possibilities Nikon D200 provides for shooting indoors. Sometimes I feel completely desperate looking through dark and unclear shots I made in cafe. From one side big professional camera can not suit spy and voyeuristic tendencies I have, from the [...]

Duo

Every day I discover something new for myself in Photoshop, for example, duo and triple color function, which I used processing this collage. This is portrait of Robert Sommer, chef editor of Austrian street newspaper 2Augustin” and one of newspaper distributers, diablled person standing at the corner at Mariahilfer Strasse. It seems, people tend to [...]

Augustin

Incredulous world. Young beggar is very invading and has writing at his cap: “Fuck rules” Every time I appear in Graben, he begs for coins from me. I regretted very soon that I ever noticed him and decided to be charitable. In-born beggars sense very quickly who has no nerve to reject. I have strange [...]

Children of Vienna

Galina Toktalieva for Die Wiener Nachrichten Photo by author Audacious I am presenting here collection of photos depicting small beggars in Vienna streets. Very often they are accompanied by adults who hide themselves somewhere and then take away collected rewards. I photographed already so often the beggars, that knew all of them in the face. [...]