I started my photographic journey as a hobby travel photographer, shooting mostly landscapes and architecture. When I dared to apply for my own exhibition in my favourite local café my self-awareness was shaken. Suddenly I was not only a amateur photographer but seen as an artist.
Even more so when I was asked to do another one in the same venue. This was a concept project combined with a reading of dark romantic texts to which I contributed my photographic artworks. The “Colours of Night” were born. This consolidated my style of moody, brooding dark imagery which I still do today.
Gear facts for the nerds among you: I’m using a Sony A7R III for 6 years now, mainly working with primes (20mm, 35mm, 65mm and 135mm), but also using a 24-70 f/2.8 zoom occasionally. Sometimes I also just rely on my phone when I don’t feel like carrying all my stuff.
Mostly out with my Eurasier dog Sumi, so when you see us wandering around Frankfurt, do hit me up for a spontaneous street portrait session.
At night, when all cats turn grey, the city is flooded in coloured lights dancing through the streets and transforming the surfaces of urban space and architecture. Houses suddenly reveal their interiors through illuminated windows. Photographer Christian Rocas captures these nightly situations. His pictures reflect both pittoresque and melancholic moments. And they show the night owls in their urban surroundings in a manner reminiscent of Edward Hopper: individual, isolated, each one being for himself in the middle of metropolis.
Nachts, wenn alle Katzen grau werden, taucht die Stadt in farbiges Licht ein. Farbige Lichter tanzen durch die Straßen und verwandeln die Oberflächen des Stadtraums und der Architekturen. Die Häuser geben durch erleuchtete Fenster plötzlich ihr Inneres preis. Der Fotograf Christian Rocas fängt die nächtlichen Situationen ein. Seine Bilder spiegeln malerische wie melancholische Momente wider. Und sie zeigen die Nachtschwärmer und Nestflüchter in den Räumen in einer an Edward Hopper erinnernden Manier: einzeln, vereinzelt, jeder für sich seiend inmitten der Metropole.Christian Kaufmann