Project Amagerbrogade 132, 12-2013

Karin Ott

A detail from the inside of one of the windows. A fellow photographer commented resently that the shots I showed him were at unusual low light conditions. It’s just that I always seem to end up in unusual low light conditions. Off tomorrow for my weekly photo session with this building. I wonder what’llI find this time. No low light situation, though, I guess as the there is so little left…

Project Amagerbrogade 132, 3-2013

Karin Ott

When I first visited the building it looked at first sight as if there was already nothing left. But as I walked around and l focused on just being present, the place began to speak to me. In the end I spent over two hours photographing the ‘nothing left’.

Project Amagerbrogade 132, 2-2013

Karin Ott

The two story building on Amagerbrogade 132 has intrigued me for years. More than eight years ago I tried to contact the owner at the time to see if I could buy it for the café I wanted to establish. No luck – though probably ‘luck’ is not the right word considering the state it was in already then.

I resently read in the local newspaper that an entrepeneur had managed to both buy the building and convince a chain of steak houses to establish themselves in Copenhagen at this particular spot. Driving by the small-town-USA-looking building one day, as I often do, I suddenly thought, “! wish I could photograph the renovation!” I got in touch with Jan Elving of Øens Murerfirma and got the go ahead. As far as I know, no one else is recording the transformation of this local ‘landmark’.

The images I’m about to share are all from my first visits inside. Already now there is only a shell left and what you see over the next couple of weeks is gone.

Amager 8, 2013

Karin Ott

From “Signs of spring“:

The transition from darkness to light is marked by signs deeply ingrained in the natives. Every child knows the sequence of the flowers – eranthis, snowdrop, crocus – these milestones in measuring the progress. Every adult will stop and sniff the air through layers of winter clothes on the day of the undefinable turning point. And we all notice how the sun will finally both warm us to our chilled bones and mercilessly reveal the dirty windows and the dust piled up through the dark months.

Spring is a time of anticipation with summer still far enough in the future to promise to fulfil every dream we ever had.