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Eric Fichtl
<p>A woman waits at a level crossing in Buenos Aires.</p>

Thanks for visiting. This website features my photography, writing, and a bit about me.

PHOTOS

Here is a random sample of my photos. Visit my galleries for many more.


<p>The biggest party on earth, Rio de Janeiro's Carnaval converts the sprawling city into a festival of samba, smiles, and surreal spectacle for several days. So Bacchic are the festivities, it's hard to fathom that the Carnaval is rooted in Christian tradition. Here, thousands of revelers watch the famed samba schools in their endless and enormous procession through the purpose-built Sambódromo.<br /></p>
<p>The unique contours of the Munich Olympic Stadium, designed by architect Günther Behnisch and engineer Frei Otto for the summer games of 1972. The famous suspended roof — a vast tent of glass panels held aloft by steel cables and pillars — still looks futuristic almost 50 years after it was erected. </p>
<p>A view shot from a prized window seat in a café along Buenos Aires' Avenida Corrientes. Despite the blustery weather, the avenue is still animated. Across the street is Café La Paz, something of an institution (still operating, but since remodeled away from this 90s po-mo look).</p>
<p>Trees peek through the mist in Val di Funes – a great welcome for a day of hiking!<br /></p>
<p>A person crossing a plaza in Toronto.<br /></p>
<p>Morning mist hangs in the trees of the Val di Funes.<br /></p>
<p>A view en route to Christoffelberg, Curaçao's highest peak. While only 371 metres high, it is still something of a strenuous climb in the Caribbean heat.</p>
<p>An old street sign in Marrakech's Guéliz quarter preserves the name of Yugoslavia, a country that is no longer with us. The street has carried the name since Moroccan independence in 1956. Previously, it had also been associated with the Balkan state – named Rue Alexandre 1er to commemorate the Yugoslav king gunned down in the streets of Marseille in 1934. <br /></p>
<p>I'm still undecided if that is some sort of tribute to Yugoslavia's passing scratched into the concrete around the sign.</p>
TEXTS

A lot of what I write professionally carries no byline. Here are some of the works I have put my name to.