Kees' photos with the keyword: irschenhausen

A postcard – I’m not sure, but it looks to me if the mountains were put in artificially...

Siehe/See “Peter Benedix (Peter Jerusalem)”.

Zum Beitrag Peter Benedix (Peter Jerusalem) .

Siehe/See “Peter Benedix (Peter Jerusalem)”.

Zum Beitrag Peter Benedix (Peter Jerusalem).

Zum Beitrag Peter Benedix (Peter Jerusalem).

Blick von der Ulrichstraße zwischen Icking und Irschenhausen. Nebel zieht auf von der dünnen Schneedecke.

The roof makes a nice pattern, but I wouldn’t look here for shelter.

Another picture of the house where Rainer Maria Rilke tried to get well in 1914/5. See also here for another perspective.

Two roads take you from Icking to Irschenhausen. This picture is taken from the higher one, the Ulrichstraße. Below is the Irschenhauser Straße.

Ich zögere es zuzugeben, aber Irschenhausens Attraktivität ist evidenter als jene Ickings. Es ist nur zu verständlich, daß es seit langem ein Zentrum der Künste und Künstler ist. I hesitate to admit it, but Irschenhausen’s sex appeal is much more obvious than Icking’s. Understandably, it has been a center of arts and artists for a long time.

This old shed pays tribute to Hitchcock’s famous movie.

One of a number of old farms at Irschenhausen.

Dieser malerische Weiher in Irschenhausen wimmelte von Fischen, als ich vorbei kam. Ich vermute, daß sie auf den größeren Versionen dieses Bildes sogar sichtbar sind, dicht unter der Wasseroberfläche. Er ist benannt nach der Familie Stocker, die im Haus dahinter wohnt. Hans Stocker war Fäßler von Beruf, und 24 Jahre lang Bürgermeister Ickings; er starb anfang des Jahres im Alter von 84 Jahren. This picturesque pond at Irschenhausen was full of fish as I passed by. I fancy, on the larger versions of this picture, you can even see them –swarming just beneath the water surface. It is named after the Stockers, who live in the house in the background. Hans Stocker was a barrel maker by profession and had been Icking’s mayor for 24 years; he died earlier this year, aged 84.

Just a pile of wood, between Icking and Irschenhausen. The mix of two generations of wood was what made it interesting to me...

The house where the poet Rainer Maria Rilke spent several years of his life (see also here). Irschenhausen is a part of Icking. It must have been founded centuries after Icking itself, but time has dealt more generously with it. It was, and to some extent still is, a center of artists and writers. Scan of a picture taken by my brother.