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- Artist: Christoph Kohlmann
- Designer: Christoph Kohlmann
- Editor: Christoph Kohlmann, Ute Mahler
- Imprint: Self-published
- Printer: Pinguin Druck / Berlin, Germany
- Publication date and place: October 2015 / Berlin, Germany
- Edition: 200
- Format, binding: Softcover / Swiss bound
- Size: 18 x 22.5 cm
- Number of pages and images: 112 pages / 73 images
- Type of printing and paper: Digital / Papyrus LuxoArt Samt 170gsm (matte coated), Colorplan Stone 270 gsm (uncoated)
- Retail price: €30
Book description:The work "Weltreise" (World Tour) is dealing with the perception of everyday spaces in a wealthy society shaped by digital communication. Gentle social criticism and a good amount of admiration for the world go hand in hand, and lead to dry images full of subtle wonders. A world tour - mostly photographed in Berlin and it's surroundings - sure there's a bit of irony in it. But the title is also raising sincere philosophic questions: Where's the everyday ending and where's the journey starting? Isn't "the world" around here, too? Can and should something only be fascinating if it's unfamiliar and exotic?