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green_maia, who was wishing more people would post photos of themselves at different ages. I was aiming for one photo per year, but even raiding my parents' albums that didn't quite work out, so there are a couple of missing years, and, to make up for that, and because I couldn't decide which photos to post, a few years with two photos.
May 1972: 1 week, still in the hospital
November 1972: 6 months
June 1973: 13 months, tired
Christmas 1973: I has a teddy bear!!
Summer 1974: Gänsehäufel, in my grandmother's deckchair
Summer 1975: Maishofen
October 1976: I has a sister!
March 1977: probably Schmittenhöhe; there are photos with me on skis, but I'm wearing the ugliest wool hat in the entire history of ugly wool hats, so I'm not posting them.
August 1978, Baden
Juli 1979: *is an artist* And my father is probably to blame for the pose.
Also 1979, but I had to post this. ~I am from Austriaaaa....~
May 1980: First communion. The only thing I remember about it is that I wanted white shoes, but my mother refused to buy shoes that I would only wear once.
August 1981: somewhere in Salzburg
1980: Fourth grade school photo
July 1983, in Paris with my father. Photographic evidence notwithstanding, I really hated that trip.
Christmas 1983, Schmittenhöhe
Summer 1985, near Lofer
Easter 1986: same as 1983
August 1987: Hochkönig
Spring 1988: St. Malo, during a school trip in France. It was absolutely impossible for two people to sleep in that bed, so I moved to the floor sometime in the middle of the night. A. would probably kill me for posting this.
July 1991, grumpy in Iceland
February 1994, Athens
August 1995, on the rooftops of London
Also August 1995; Salzburg
Autumn 1996, Venice
Marokko, April 1997
March 1998: I has an academic degree. Completely useless of course, but I didn't know that then.
May 2000, Iran
Autumn 2000, in the yard of the house where I had my flat. God, I miss the yard and seeing trees in front of my window.
Spring 2001, in the yard of the house where my parents have their flat.
December 2001: my parents' flat. No idea what the occasion was.
Summer 2003
Summer 2004, Salzburg
2005, sitting on the stairs at home.
Winter 2006 (I think; not 100% sure about this), Maria Alm/Hochkönig; some things never change.
Summer 2006, on the balcony in Maishofen, after a hiking tour.
2007, after a walk through the rain with Ch.'s horse.
2007: Did I mention I have a niece?!
2007, taken in the mirror of the women's toilet on the Zentralfriedhof in Vienna. No, really.
Spring 2008, with the niece in Schönbrunn.
December 2008, taken by Verena from the Vienna flickr group at a meeting. Ignore the braces.
Early 2009, another flickr meeting.
Summer 2010, Salzburg, on a hiking tour.
green_maia, who was wishing more people would post photos of themselves at different ages. I was aiming for one photo per year, but even raiding my parents' albums that didn't quite work out, so there are a couple of missing years, and, to make up for that, and because I couldn't decide which photos to post, a few years with two photos.May 1972: 1 week, still in the hospital
November 1972: 6 months
June 1973: 13 months, tired
Christmas 1973: I has a teddy bear!!
Summer 1974: Gänsehäufel, in my grandmother's deckchair
Summer 1975: Maishofen
October 1976: I has a sister!
March 1977: probably Schmittenhöhe; there are photos with me on skis, but I'm wearing the ugliest wool hat in the entire history of ugly wool hats, so I'm not posting them.
August 1978, Baden
Juli 1979: *is an artist* And my father is probably to blame for the pose.
Also 1979, but I had to post this. ~I am from Austriaaaa....~
May 1980: First communion. The only thing I remember about it is that I wanted white shoes, but my mother refused to buy shoes that I would only wear once.
August 1981: somewhere in Salzburg
1980: Fourth grade school photo
July 1983, in Paris with my father. Photographic evidence notwithstanding, I really hated that trip.
Christmas 1983, Schmittenhöhe
Summer 1985, near Lofer
Easter 1986: same as 1983
August 1987: Hochkönig
Spring 1988: St. Malo, during a school trip in France. It was absolutely impossible for two people to sleep in that bed, so I moved to the floor sometime in the middle of the night. A. would probably kill me for posting this.
July 1991, grumpy in Iceland
February 1994, Athens
August 1995, on the rooftops of London
Also August 1995; Salzburg
Autumn 1996, Venice
Marokko, April 1997
March 1998: I has an academic degree. Completely useless of course, but I didn't know that then.
May 2000, Iran
Autumn 2000, in the yard of the house where I had my flat. God, I miss the yard and seeing trees in front of my window.
Spring 2001, in the yard of the house where my parents have their flat.
December 2001: my parents' flat. No idea what the occasion was.
Summer 2003
Summer 2004, Salzburg
2005, sitting on the stairs at home.
Winter 2006 (I think; not 100% sure about this), Maria Alm/Hochkönig; some things never change.
Summer 2006, on the balcony in Maishofen, after a hiking tour.
2007, after a walk through the rain with Ch.'s horse.
2007: Did I mention I have a niece?!
2007, taken in the mirror of the women's toilet on the Zentralfriedhof in Vienna. No, really.
Spring 2008, with the niece in Schönbrunn.
December 2008, taken by Verena from the Vienna flickr group at a meeting. Ignore the braces.
Early 2009, another flickr meeting.
Summer 2010, Salzburg, on a hiking tour.
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Date: 2011-02-20 02:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-02-20 10:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-02-20 03:13 am (UTC)You've traveled a lot! What was Iran like?
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Date: 2011-02-20 10:31 am (UTC)What was Iran like?
Hard to say. It was only a two week guided tour with a group, mostly sightseeing, my parents invited me, because at the time I was still hoping to write my diss about greco-persian art, so I'm afraid I can't offer any profound insights. The country is beautiful, impressive nature, gorgeous architecture, the achaemenid monuments and Persepolis especially are wonderful. Other than that... We didn't really have much of a chance to explore on our own, and I don't speak Persian, so there wasn't a lot of contact with the people. It was at the time when everyone was hoping for reforms in Iran, so generally the atmosphere didn't feel oppressive, but that's obviously a very superficial tourist-y impression. Lots of school girls who wanted to try out their English and wanted us to write something in their notebooks.
Ghom was strange. It's a holy city and religious centre, and the atmosphere was a bit frightening; the only time in the whole two weeks I felt something like that. A couple of students stopped me and asked me something or the other (I can't quite remember, either about the impending religious festival, or about Ali, the son in law of the prophet), but when I could answer them, they were nice. One of them gave me a picture he'd drawn; I don't know why, really, or why he was carrying it around.
Having to be covered from head to foot the moment you step out of your hotel room took some getting used to, obviously. And what do you do, if someone knocks on the door? I head presence of mind enough to throw on the head-scarf, but was still in my t-shirt, which was probably just as illegal...
Plus, this may sound stupid, but I really felt unfashionable. I didn't have a long summer coat, so my mother and I went to a Turkish store in Vienna and we bought the type of coat the older, more conservative Turkish women wear, which has a wide, flowing cut. As I said above, that was the time before the conservative backlash in Iran, and especially in Teheran the women were clearly pushing the boundaries of what was allowed - shorter, elegant coats that showed off the figure as much as possible, headscarves pushed back with as much hair visible as possible, and all very, very stylish... I felt like the awkward cousin from some remote village.
And the strangest thing was... It was only two weeks, but after never even having seen how the women from our group looked like except the one I shared a hotel room with, coming back was something of a culture shock. It took me a couple of days to adjust again to all the bare flesh I suddenly saw everywhere on the streets...
My photo from the visa application:
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Date: 2011-02-20 05:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-02-20 10:43 am (UTC)Really? I could have sworn I posted pictures before, but, better late then never! *g*
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Date: 2011-02-20 11:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-02-20 12:10 pm (UTC)It's funny how I was looking at the pictures and thinking "cute little girl" until suddenly, starting from 1987, you become *you*.
I noticed that, too. There's a definite change between the winter 1987 photo, and the one taken in summer on the Hochkönig.