Parktor-Rathaus (Park Gate, City Hall) 1929

Franz Weiser made this photograph called *Parktor-Rathaus (Park Gate, City Hall)*, and the sepia tones give it the feel of a faded memory. What I love about photography is how it captures a moment in time. I’m thinking about Weiser, out there with his camera, carefully composing this shot of the iron gates. The cool thing is, it’s not just a record of a place; it's like he's captured a mood, the heaviness of the ironwork, the soft light, and the bare trees hinting at the end of the season. I imagine he was thinking about contrast – the solid gates against the blurry background. It reminds me that art is about seeing, feeling, and trying to freeze that feeling, whether it's with paint or a camera. The gate is open, but the light is dim. Are we invited to enter or is the picture warning us to stay away?